Kinda Blue

This week hasn’t been a great one, so far.

I’m blue over the pandemic.

I’m blue thinking about what the economy will look like on the other side of it.

I’m blue after reading a Facebook post in one of the groups I follow for my hometown and seeing members of the community compare the city and the state’s pandemic responses to Nazi Germany (really????).

I’m blue that the original poster of that thread is willfully ignoring city parks closures and proclaiming “Give me liberty or give me death!” Does she not realize that choosing the former might very well bring about the latter, even if it’s not her own death? Does going to a city park, which was closed because it was deemed too risky because it’s a popular place, really inspire her to invoke Patrick Henry as if the temporary closure of a public place during a world health crisis is akin to the causes that inspired our separation from Britain?

I’m blue because I don’t know how to make things better at home or in the world.

I’m blue because I feel helpless.

I’m just blue.

Since it’s a photography blog, here’s a shot of a blue heron taken from our balcony.