June started with a bang. We had a few days of raging storms. My kids enjoyed it when it was at the torrential rain stage. They love summer rain storms because it is warm and they can run around and get soaked without it being uncomfortable. The rain was soon joined by thunder and lightning and high winds. Trees came down all over our neighbourhood and wiped out power lines with them. Amazingly, given our past luck with such things, we didn’t lose power, suffered no damage, and didn’t experience any flooding. We were very grateful.
How is everyone faring with wearing masks? Back in March, I never thought I would get used to it. I have a more robust one with filters that I use for when I go grocery shopping and am in a confined space and I must admit I am still pretty wimpy with that one. It still makes me feel a bit claustrophobic – and gives me even more admiration for those on the front lines wearing PPE all day every day. If we are out walking, we use lightweight neck gaiters as we usually don’t have to come within even 10 feet of other people but it gives us the option of quickly pulling it up if we have to pass someone on a narrower trail path. I am otherwise getting used to wearing masks. I read some time ago that it takes 6 weeks to develop a habit and I guess that holds true for this experience. We also now treat them as accessories. I got the boys some masks in fun fabrics and I even bought myself one with thistle fabric on it. Thistles are my national flower, of course, so it seemed apt.
Our county moved from red phase into yellow phase in early June which gave us more freedom for getting out and about. We remain cautious so don’t want to be around people as much as possible. We, therefore, went for a trek around Gettysburg since the National Park covers such an expanse of land and we were familiar enough with it to be able to predict which areas might be busier. As you will know, Mr Pict is a Civil War nerd so he likes to visit Gettysburg every couple of years at least. We have some places that we always return to but he tries to introduce us to a new area of the battlefield each time we return.
This time, the new area for exploration was Pickett’s Charge. That is, of course, the famous culminating action of the Battle of Gettysburg when an infantry assault by the Confederates ended in defeat. We have actually seen Pickett’s grave because we are history nerds and I like cemeteries. We were led to the Copse of Trees which I thought was just a copse of trees without the capitalization. Turns out the Copse is of such historical importance that they are protected by a fence. From what I can recall from Mr Pict’s lecture, as a distinct landscape feature, the copse was a focal point for the charge and also ended up marking the high water mark of the confederacy in this battle. There is a monument to commemorate this fact at the spot.
We then walked the field to gain a sense of the distance of the charge. Or at least we attempted to cover the expanse. We gave up about half way and turned back because we were getting covered with ticks. Between the six of us, we picked off over a dozen ticks just while walking in that field. We would have been exceedingly wimpy Civil War soldiers since we could not even handle parasitic insects. Retreating from the field, we had a moment of rest and shade at the Pennsylvania Monument.
As I mentioned before, there are areas of Gettysburg that we always head to: Little Round Top and Devil’s Den. As we had suspected would be the case, Little Round Top was far too busy for our liking. There were far fewer people than we have ever encountered there before but, of course, those previous visits were not during a pandemic. We managed to maintain an adequate distance from everyone but it was too stressful an experience since some folks were not observing social distancing guidance and were also not wearing face coverings. Devil’s Den was less busy but we were having to pass people at too close quarters for comfort so we didn’t stay long.
June also meant we arrived at the end of the school year. It has definitely been a memorable and challenging school year. I absolutely commend my sons’ teachers for doing the absolute best they could with the resources they had and all at short notice. However, distance learning was a bit of an ordeal to say the least and I am certainly relieved to have at least a break from it. Goodness knows what school will look like in September. I have to trust that the school district will strike an appropriate balance and shore up the resources for whatever option they decide to pursue. Anyway, two of my children completed their final grades in their present schools and are moving on to pasture’s new in September – whether physically, virtually, or a hybrid. Instead of the usual festivities, celebratory trips, and promotion ceremonies, they had car parades and virtual ceremonies. I confess I think I actually prefer the car parades to the usual ceremony where we bake in the heat.
Now that we don’t have distance learning to create structure and routine and keep everyone occupied, we have a long summer stretching ahead of us. My boys are all at such a wide spans of ages, stages, and areas of interest that I can no longer impose unified summer projects on them as had been the case in summers past. Instead, each kid has had to pick a project they are working on over the summer. The three older boys are actually continuing with distance learning – taking courses on coding, cinema history, and Latin – and my youngest is going to work through a number of different projects, some with me and some solo. Meanwhile, I have written myself a lengthy To Do list of domestic projects to tackle, some larger than others, and I always have my ongoing hobbies. Most of our activities won’t be worth blogging about but our intention is to keep busy, productive, and stimulated during this socially isolated summer.
June marked the 45th anniversary of the cinema release of my favourite movie of all time – Jaws. I have written before about my fanatacism about this movie, including when I drew an illustration of the protagonists. My 13 year old has inherited my love of the movie and an obsession with sharks. You might recall that we took a trip last summer to visit the sites of the 1916 shark attacks that inspired the novel that was the basis of the movie. I have several Jaws items around the house, a Jaws board game, and a Jaws tea mug. We, therefore, had to mark the occasion with a family watch of the movie on the anniversary.
Also, am I the only person who is still doing a ridiculous amount of baking during this pandemic? I am a really pretty good cook but I am no great shakes as a baker. When it comes to the former, I use my experience to eyeball a lot of ingredients and I treat recipes as mere suggestions and make up meals from scratch. The latter requires precision in measuring and actually following a recipe step by step. It is too much like science for my Arts and Humanities brain. I can bake things like cookies, brownies, banana bread, and basic cakes, but I am not great at anything more complex. But for some reason I have been baking non-stop during this past few months and even more so since the kids’ distance learning wrapped up. Like Pavlov’s Dogs, my kids now pretty much expect a freshly baked sweet treat. This is not a good state of affairs. I am gaining pandemic pounds for sure. My youngest son is helping me with baking. We recently made brownies topped with cookie dough. We need an intervention.
I have created a long list of home improvement type things I want to accomplish over the summer break. It didn’t look like much on paper but already I think I might have been over-ambitious. Our house ended up rather chaotic after the basement flood, then we switched rooms around with having created a new bedroom in the basement and my husband having to work from home for however many months. Multiple rooms in the house, therefore, have to be reorganised and – quite frankly – ruthlessly purged. I started with my youngest son’s bedroom. I thought I would get it done in a day, maybe two. Nope. A week. It took an entire week just to clean, sort, and organize his bedroom. It generated five bags of trash and two large boxes of items to be donated. Now my To Do list that once looked like a sprint now looks like a marathon.