Looking ahead now. Possibly getting a motorised scooter so we can get out more when the weather breaks. The local rails to trails permits usage. We shall see.
I have become a curmudgeon. Sang happy songs in my head to the joy of hearing "we only want the big red ones" "that one is not ripe, throw it down" picking strawberries with the non latex gloves and masks (whole family?)
And then "how is that old guy filling up his bucket so quickly?" There were enough good people trying, though, one family asked for advice. Not a total loss. Lol