"Stay at home". That phrase held other connotations in the past. The idea of rest. The idea of luxury to "do nothing". And now, staying at home has been implemented as our new normal. Many times I have given thought as to whether we have strayed too far from this routine of the past when families would routinely be at home and together or less hectic schedules afforded the opportunity for long walks and long talks.
My routine now has become taking a long walk each night in an aimless wandering around my neighborhood. I have met a few people and a greater number of faces become familiar, even as they have become half clothed in a mask over the last few months since masking has become gradually more common, and now standard outerwear. More than the distant and limited nodding to these faces, I have taken the time to look around myself. I have "found" hidden driveways, beautiful driveway entrances and doorways, appreciated flowers blooming and fruits growing.
