We are in strange times, indeed. The pandemic has stretched seven months already and there’s talk of its extending at least another six. The days seem endless, yet the time flies by. Where are the projects that we so eagerly began in the spring? Gardening, painting, reading, gourmet cooking—some started, many still in a state of incompletion. This isn’t the time to get angry at yourself, however. There have been enough ups and downs in our world, that we certainly don’t need to create more in our own lives.