Flupocolyspe, day 6.3

Quick run to the pharmacy to fill scrips, and a couple local back country grocery/fruit kind of places.

Drug vendor..... man, that clerk looks exhausted.  The place wasn't packed while I was there, but clearly had been steady.  I suspect the poor woman just isn't sleeping.   The pharmacist on duty was doing fine.  Note:  She said they hadn't seen a thermometer in a week.

Fruit place, and little Amish grocery store.... busy, but doing well. People are maintaining distance without rancor, and nobody seems crazy at all.  Everyone I talked to is impacted heavily, but they are soldiering on.

I'm stuck home, which means I CAN COOK!  When herself drags in this evening, strips on the back porch, and gets showered, she will be faced with a fine, fine dinner.

Braised beef roast, garlic bacon mashed potatoes, and braised carrots.  Gravy of course, and fresh rustic bread.

On the counter, I put together a sourdough starter, since I bought a sack of AP flour today.   Sourdough pancakes for breakfast tomorrow, and sourdough bread will be coming.  Baking bread will save running out to buy it, and that means less exposure.