Signs Of The Times

       I took pictures of the above signs during a couple bike rides around the neighborhood.  The local fire station always has their mascot dalmatian statue dressed appropriately, whether in red for Christmas or green for St. Patrick's Day.  Now he wears a mask.  I believe local citizens added the hearts sprouting from the lawn.

       It's been almost two months since Michigan declared a lockdown and quarantine fatigue is beginning to set in.  Even in the week since I took the picture directly above of the honor mini-library mounted on a post along a local street, somebody tore off the tape.  I imagine you're able to "borrow" a book now.  Though the park sign restricts use of its benches, I took a walk today through the neighborhood park and found two benches occupied by sitters.  And though take-out is the rule at local restaurants, I got take-out from one this past week and saw two diners at the counter, apparently enjoying their breakfast and coffee.

     I don't think this bodes well, particularly since we've not had enough warm days in Michigan to trigger a good bout of spring fever.    And, like our governor says often, we're not out of the woods yet.  Methinks it's going to be a long summer.