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Documenting life in my home town of Whitstable as it faces the threat from Coronavirus.
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The Prophet Muhammad (P.B.U.H) said: the one who guides to something good has a reward similar to the one doing it (muslim)
Social distancing means deserted beaches. A solitary seagull is the only visitor. Canon RP, Sigma 70-200mm f2.8, 1.4x Kenko teleconverter = perfect focus.
Rue Etienne-Dumont.
Pierre-Etienne-Louis Dumont (1759-1829) fit des études de théologie et fut consacré pasteur en 1781; il quitta Genève pour des raisons politiques et devint pasteur de l'Eglise réformée de Saint-Pétersbourg, puis publiciste.
De retour à Genève en 1814, il rêva d'en faire une république modèle. Elu au Conseil représentatif en 1816, il en rédigea le règlement. C'est lui qui fit venir à Genève Pellegrino Rossi.
Il est l'auteur d'un ouvrage "Souvenirs sur Mirabeau".
Rue anciennement appelée rue des Belles-Filles, lieu libertin de Genève. Là résidaient en effet, de charmantes personnes point trop farouches. D'austères censeurs s'avisèrent de la débaptiser et de lui donner le nom d'un pasteur plus préoccupé de politique que de théologie.
Well organized vaccination by many volunteers at the INOVA COVID Vaccine Clinic at Northern Virginia. (A submission to the Library of Congress collection, COVID-19: American Experiences.)
In an effort to reduce out of town visitors to Barrie beaches during the covid pandemic, parking restrictions are now in effect on streets within 500 m of beaches. Overcrowding, garbage and unsafe parking being the reasons.
The Downs. Bristol during COVID-19 lockdown, April 2020.
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CaterParrott RailNet GP40-2 7002 is seen from a covid19 acceptable location as it takes Job 8 north at Topeka Junction, Georgia with interchange for NS in Barnesville on April 25, 2020.
Men in hunter-gatherer societies fulfilled their manly role by bringing back meat from the hunt. Today I got a taste of the pride my ancestors experienced after a successful hunt - by bringing back a package of toilet paper to end the tissue drought. I became, for a brief time, The Toilet Paper King.
My son looked out the window and saw a woman walking by with a package of toilet paper in her arms. We live in a rather safe neighborhood so she had not been mugged. Making a guess based on her direction of travel, I picked a target and hot-footed it to a local store. Bingo! Success. Limit of one package per customer (which would have been a good idea at the outset of the pandemic to deter hoarding).
When I returned home my wife said she should have put on the soundtrack from Chariots of Fire to celebrate my crossing the threshold.
We will continue to ration this precious find; after all, we have no idea how long it might be until the next shipment comes in.
On a more serious note: I realize that people are losing their lives, economies are being crushed, and citizens are divided on how this dreadful pandemic should be handled. In light of all that, a toilet paper shortage is a small inconvenience. Still, it has been totally unnecessary and it has added stress to an already awful situation.
Quarantine Crew. My wife Carole, son Alex, daugther Marie-France and I meet in the sunroom around 5:00 p.m. each day, usually for a drink and relaxation before dinner. We sometimes get on each other's nerves, but for the most part, we are fairing well as a group that is spending lots of time in isolation together.