It’s has been a quiet week, not exploring the frontier out here in New Jersey. It was another week stuck at home with spring in the air. I find myself wanting to get away from the house. I’ve have been itching just to be someplace different. This lifestyle change has taken some getting used to. I expected that. The cherry blossoms are still blooming in the local parks. Some times, when taking my breaks from working at home, I venture to the parks in my town. People have been good with social distance, being ultra-careful not to get to close to anyone. For many people, its been an uncanny experience, but I can see they are managing. A thing I have had to manage is my local state parks closing down. My favorite location for photo meditation is one of those places. I found out while driving through South Mountain Reservation in the crisp morning air. So from the side of the road, longing for a walk in a forest, I took solace in the fact I can still commune with nature from a distance when I need to. The needs of the many out way the needs of the few or the one. I can deal with this as long as I need to. Maintaining my routine, with the occasional alteration, has been vital. Morning coffee, every day, starting my work as I calmly sip a tasty brew, has helped me focus. The nights have been a little chilly but have been lasting longer. I’ve taken to looking out the window, watching the clouds when I can and enjoying a few quiet moments. I have not lost contact with those around me. We stay connected through various online channels. One of my favorite Bakers reached out one morning. She had an extra slice of pie. If I was willing to pick it up from a tray on the porch, it could be mine. I took her up on that offer. It was a pleasant treat and something different to do for a moment. When I arrived, I bowed respectfully as she waved behind her closed door. It was a beautiful lesson. Even though we are socially distant, there are still ways to be friendly.