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  05/21/2020

  Educator Zoom Meetings

  Educators are prohibited from entering schools in much of California. Distance meetings are numerous. Today, Teacher Dana Bell meets with educators at Sem Yeto continuation high-school are meeting to plan for next years WASC visit, a task that can not wait till school resumes. Working from home is a challenge many educators are facing. This meeting was disrupted several times by the participants children and pets. In this particular image, the isolation educators are experiencing is particularly felt. A contrast from the normal hustle of the classroom.
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  2020-03-18

  Therapy Dog Visits Seniors

  Article discussing one way to cheer up and visit seniors in residence facilities.
• 2020-05-19

  The New "Normal"

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  05/11/2020

  WE HAVE TO ACT NOW AND ORGANIZE OURSELVES AGAINST COVID, WE CANNOT WAIT FOR GOVERNMENT RESPONSES

  "To respond to the crisis, Navajo & Hopi Families COVID Relief formed a network of collaboration between all kinds of actors." #IndigenousStories
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  2020-05-13

  Kitchen table haircuts

  My friend drove down from Idaho to visit. She's been in isolation for weeks, we've been in isolation for weeks and she decided the best way to celebrate the end of the semester was to drive to Tempe. She also is a certified cosmetologist, and none of the hair salons are open, so we all got kitchen table haircuts.
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  2020-05-08

  1 yo sees playground for first time in 8 weeks

  7.5 weeks into the official quarantine in AZ, and about 6 weeks after public parks closed, I let my 1yo visit a closed park in Scottsdale, AZ. (El Dorado Park in Scottsdale).
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  2020-04

  “People have described it as these times are unprecedented."

  “People have described it as these times are unprecedented. Nobody has had to endure or deal with or live through something like this of this magnitude in the past. I know that there's always been previous flus or outbreaks or epidemics here and there you know the black plague obviously was a big one the Spanish Flu the flu of 1918 was pretty bad and you know a lot of those were pretty treacherous for how many lives that they took and how much it affected communities that way so thankfully we haven't had to deal with that a whole lot with this one as of right now.”
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  2020-04

  "To make me grateful to have a spiritual basis to live my life from ..."

  “To make me grateful to have a spiritual basis to live my life from which is what I call... I guess that would be related to my religious beliefs... I had a spiritual life prior to having a quote religious belief. My religious belief came about 20 years ago in the form of another vital spiritual awakening which led to the Baptist Church. That faith led me through 911 which strengthened my face and gave me confidence that God could take care of things in the world that seem to be catastrophic to me.”
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  2020-05-10

  Ordering tacos during COVID19 pandemic.

  Typically I visit this taco shop with my friends after skateboarding at a nearby skate park. Now, after skateboarding by myself, I stop by Taco Nazo, alone, to find a very organized system of delivering food to customers. The bustling atmosphere of the restaurant has been replaced by gentle reminders to wear a mask (even though I am in my car—I’m fine with this!) and orderly direction where to park to await my order. While the aromas, textures, and flavors of food are still comforting, the companionship, laughter, stories, and closeness to friends makes once banal gatherings seem distant, even impossible. New rituals of eating have emerged. What was once a ritual of culinary communion is now one of reflection and solitude.
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  2020-04-22

  Bringing Photography Back to My Life

  The image is of a white flowering tree in a family member's garden, that has a ray of light in the corner of the photo. This was taken during a social distancing visit with family, and in way made me realize that I would like to bring photography back into the forefront of my professional career and don't want to be stuck in an office all day.
• 2020-05-05T07:49

  A Story of my grandfather and his situation

  A Story of my grandfather and his situation
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  2020-05-07

  A Change of Pace: Life During Quarantine

  This is just a brief look into my personal adjustment to the COVID-19 quarantine and how it has affected my everyday life. I discuss what an average day looks like for me in light of the situation. I also highlight the challenges I have faced during this time, as well as the changes that have occurred in my life. #CSUS #HIST15H
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  05/07/2020

  Keeping the Elderly Safe

  Some people still have to live there lives and go out and help other's. My Grandfather needs a care giver everyday from when he wakes up to when he goes to sleep. We have to do everything we can do to keep him safe and healthy. He is a lovely man and all he wants now is for this to be over so he could go visit his wife in the nursing home, because they are all shut down. *taken on May 7th
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  05/07/2020

  Quarantine Life

  Two months into quarantine can take a lot of things away from us. Anne Frank had to hide from the Nazis by living a silent life. But we have the opportunity to do a variety of things. We may not always be able to go out on the streets or visit a friend or family member, but most of us do have a backyard. Nature is the foundation of life which I have always had a fascination for. So I set up my backyard and decided to explore this small world more frequently. There is always something to do in life, and it doesn’t have to be video gaming on the Xbox or binge watching Netflix.
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  05/06/2020

  Email exchange between my mother and I

  This is an email exchange between my mother in Randolph NJ and myself in Taylors, SC. My mother and I have a strained relationship and have only started to communicate again recently in light of the Coronavirus, the fear and uncertainty it has caused, tho I still do not speak with my father or brother. The strained nature of our relationship makes this read almost like a cross between a brief note and a newsletter of current events. It covers so many of the current pressing issues. My mother mentions the schools being closed, being unable to babysit for fear of the virus, fostering cats from the shelter because most animal shelters have closed or severely reduced their indoor kennels and seeking food for those animals from a pet food bank. She also references my son who is in a long term hospital and whom we have been unable to visit since the outbreak. In my reply I talk about being supported in our need for a substantial plumbing repair by our church community but needing patience because there are just so many people in need right now and express similar about our need to go to a food bank at the moment, stating that I want to make sure that people who really can't get food at the moment are able to and expressing fear that we could be exposed to the virus by interacting with the volunteers who are working on overburdened lines. Additionally I tell her that I have donated money to a local domestic violence agency in her name for Mother's day as they helped me years ago and are suffering from a lack of ability to fundraise at the moment. The entire exchange covers so many of the ways that our lives have changed and been affected by the pandemic.
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  2020-05-01

  Personal Entry 2

  I don’t get to see my grandparents anymore, it’s sad and it hurts because they were hugely important in raising me, but they are safe and that’s what matters. My grandparents are in their 70’s and my grandfather has underlying medical issues so it is vital he not be infected. In order to see them we zoom or Skype, and sometimes they come over and stay in their car with the window rolled down as we talk 10 feet apart. I don’t know when I can hug them or even go within a six foot distance of them again. I don’t know when I can go to the house I was raised in again. That’s okay because we make do with what we have, we’re keeping everyone safe. Last night we Skyped for Easter Dinner, and even though that was a first, we do what we must during these times. Here’s a photo of their visit a few weeks ago.
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  2020-03-26

  Catawba Nation Adjusts Services in Response to Pandemic

  While seniors will continue to receive meals and some services will continue to be partially offered, Catawba tribal citizens are informed about how COVID-19 has impacted daily tribal operations. Seniors will be closely watched, with a phone tree to check on them “since they are hardest hit by this virus.” #IndigenousStories
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  2020-04-03

  Enjoying Spring at the Park

  This image was taken by me on one if my walks around a local park. I have been going to this park since I was three years old. Ever since the stay-at-home order was give for NC at the end of March I have noticed a much greater diversity in the demographics of people who visit the park.Traditionally the park would be populated by younger children, around elementary and middle school aged, along with young parents and their children. Now people of all types and ages frequent the park in an attempt to help normalize and adjust the the changes caused by the pandemic. Something I never expected to enjoy while going to the park is being able to see so many different people playing happily and making the best of the situation. Seeing others adjusting to the pandemic, in a way helps me accept the normalization of the changing social dynamics that have been created.
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  2020-05-03

  Spring Break Just Outside the Epicenter

  Experience of being in Europe around the travel ban from Europe.
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  2019-11-30

  Far From Family

  Due to COVID19 it has caused me to not only be away from my family. As well as had to miss out on huge milestones in their life. From graduation to college acceptance. To even be able to be around them in time as frustrating as these. When COVID19 hit I was unable to visit my family who lives in another country. I am unable to be able to have the luxury to fly and see them when I need them. This was the last picture I was able to take with all my family the last time I went to see them. In most cases I hope it is never the last. This pandemic has really put it into perspective that I might not be able to be with them in such a moment in time like I was in this one. it also reminds me that I miss them very much and can't wait to see them and huge them so very soon.
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  2020-04-20

  Reflections on reflection

  Visiting my mother through the window at her assisted living facility.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XX)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XIX)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XVIII)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XVII)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XVI)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XV)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-24

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (XIV)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-03

  Online Check-Ups, Metairie, LA

  Pediatric clinics offer virtual appointments to encourage people to continue to see their doctors and avoid increased exposure to COVID-19 during the stay-at-home order.
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  2020-04-30

  A quiet time

  A personal account
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  2020-04-29

  One College Student's Experience During the COVID-19 Pandemic

  As I imagine it is for many other people in the United States, particularly in the northeast, the emergence of the Coronavirus, and the subsequent panic and declaration of a global pandemic, was surprisingly quick. The first that I heard about the virus was from a news article during Holiday Break. At this point, my thinking was that because it is in China, it was not that big of a deal. However, the picture of doctors in full protection gear carrying a body bag was disturbing. Being a person with contamination fears that accompany my obsessive-compulsive disorder, I immediately Googled the symptoms of the disease. I was slightly comforted that one of the symptoms was not nausea and vomiting because my main phobia is vomit. A few weeks after this initial introduction, I was back at Bates College for my Winter Term. Coincidently, I was enrolled in a course called “China in the World.” Part of this course was to analyze media relating to China and connecting it to our core concepts. The first week that we got into small groups to share our individual pieces of media that we chose, most of my classmates choose news articles about the novel Coronavirus. In the weeks following our initial discussion about COVID-19, the virus was present on everyone’s mind, but it did not seem as an eminent threat. People would bring it up in conversation, but we were told not to worry. We had our winter break during the week of February 16th, and many people traveled with friends or went home. I went back to my home in Connecticut. Being that we live an hour away from New York City, my dad commutes into the city every day, and we visit the city often. My mom planned for us to go into the city and watch the Broadway show, Hadestown, before I left to go back to school. At this point, I saw some people taking precautionary measures, but the majority of people did not seem to be worried. My sister brought hand sanitizer, and we all used it before eating and after touching handles or anything else. After break, I headed back to school. During the next two to three weeks, the nation saw the confirmed cases of the virus rapidly increase. Once it became prevalent in the Boston area and colleges started to shut down, it was only a matter of time before Bates closed. The last week before we were sent home—the week of March 8—things started to change each day. Each day brought cancelations, new dining protocols, and a lot of uncertainty for both students and professors. I found it hard to concentrate on getting the work I needed to accomplish completed. By the time it got to Thursday, the high school in my town—where my sister is a senior—had moved to remote learning, the preschool that my mom works at had closed down, and many other colleges and universities have sent their students home or asked that they stay home after spring break. Thursday, I tried to spend a good amount of time with my friends, assuming that we were going to be sent home and not going to be able to see each other for an unknown period of time. Friday morning, around 10am, Bates College President Clayton Spencer announced that we would need to pack up all of our belongings and leave school by the following Tuesday. Subsequently, we would begin remote learning. My 11am class was canceled and very few people showed up to our last in-person China in the World class. During this time, our professor put up the live stream of President Trump’s address to the American public declaring a national emergency. We all sat there pretty quietly. The whole situation still felt so surreal. One invisible entity was causing mass destruction around the globe. My sister and my dad drove up to Maine and picked me up Saturday the 14th of March. It was quite difficult to say goodbye to all of my friends, especially since I wanted to give them all hugs. I said goodbye to the vast majority of people I wanted to see and we headed to Portland for the night. It occurred to me as we were driving by the historic quad a Bates that this would be the last time I would be there for a while; I was planning on going abroad in the fall before the chaos of the virus. Arriving at the hotel, I was feeling pretty down. I am such a homebody, so I never thought that leaving school and spending the rest of the semester at home would be upsetting. It truly was. The week after being sent home, I got an email saying that I was exposed to the one individual who had a confirmed case of the disease on Bates campus. It was a little alarming feeling like I might have exposed my family to the virus. However, my sister happened to be talking to her best friend that night and her friend confessed that her whole family had the virus. Therefore, we had been exposed to the disease twice. We all quarantined for fourteen days, and luckily no one developed symptoms. Over the last month, I have been trying to stay busy and focus on my schoolwork. As more and more people perish from disease, it has been difficult to get up each day not dreading the worst. I have tried to limit the amount of news that I have watched in order to decrease my anxiety. I have tried to ignore some of the “news” presented on social media sites that provide misinformation about the disease. I wish I could help with the crisis more than I have already because, honestly, it feels like staying home is not enough. It has helped to talk to my friends and family over Skype, Zoom, or FaceTime. Now that school is over, I am going to focus on doing things for my mental and physical health. As I mentioned before, having contamination fears during this pandemic has been challenging. Through therapy, I have been taught to limit my hand washing and other compulsions having to do with my phobias. During the pandemic, though, it is necessary for everyone to be extremely cautious and wash their hands pretty constantly. All of the precautionary measures have been triggering, but I am proud to say that I am handling the pandemic a lot better than I would have imagined I would have a few years ago. I am extremely grateful to be able to be living at my family home safely, and having access to food and other resources. I feel extremely privileged being in the situation I am in, and sincerely feel for others who may not find themselves in a similar circumstance.
• 2020-04-30

  A Brighter Perspective

  A personal account of the pandemic #REL101
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  2020-04-15

  COVID-19 Relief Check Letter

  A letter from President Donald Trump and the White House informing the recipient, Rebecca S. Wingo, that her "Economic Impact Payment" arrived to the sum of $1200. The reverse is in Spanish.
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  2020-04-29

  Screencap from NextDoor (neighborhood message board)

  screenshot from a post on NextDoor that indicates quarantined Baton Rouge citizens have been making concerned calls about "orphaned" animals. "An Important Message About Orphaned Wildlife Neighbors, The Louisiana Department of Wildlife and Fisheries has received many calls from concerned community members about healthy infant and adolescent wildlife that were mistaken as “orphaned.” They want to share with all of us that a majority of wildlife leave their offspring for considerable amounts of time, and that it is rare for a parent to completely abandon their offspring. Typically, a mother’s watchful eye is not far away. Unfortunately, when humans try to handle or move young animals, parents may not be able to find their offspring, or feel that the humans are too close for comfort to return for their offspring. For more information about what to do if you think you’ve found injured or abandoned wildlife in your neighborhood, visit the LDWF resource guide here: wlf.louisiana.gov/page/injured-orphaned-wildlife Thanks, and continue to stay safe and healthy. Eric"
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  2020-04-09

  The virus took my mom.

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  2020-04-29

  Chelsea Langerud

  Short text
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  2020-04-29

  A Christian couple's thoughts on COVID-19

  Email of journal entries from Marilyn Irwin: "Katie, I’ve been reading psalms and making journal entries....here are a few. Psalms 27:1-6 The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? There is so much fear today due to the Coronavirus. We seem to forget that God has each of us in his hands. If we suffer, we suffer for His glory. We can take all the precautions but when it’s our time, clean hands won’t save us. I will dwell in the house of the Lord. I do pray Lord that You bring an end to the virus. I pray you watch over my family and Scott’s family. I especially pray for Donnie, Jo, Janel, and the kids. I pray they have a good visit and that Donnie and Jo get to come home to NH safely. I also pray for healing. Help me to understand my part in their lives. Psalms 28:6-9 As the pandemic continues to grow, we need to remember we are God’s people and he is our shield. He hears our cry. This is a trial we must endure. Panic and fear will not make the virus go away. Psalms 31:1-8 In this time of the unknown, I hope more people find you and take refuge in you. It’s only been a couple of weeks and people are already getting cabin fever. We don’t know what life will look like in the next couple of months. I am trying to follow Your word and cast out fear. I love you Lord and I praise you. Let Your will be done. Psalms 31:9-18 So many of us now are in distress, consumed by what might happen. So many are looking to their own strength to get through this pandemic. Our focus needs to be on you Lord. I am in your hands. Please help me to remember I have no power to change what is happening right now but I do have the power to change the way I think about it. Psalms 31: 19-24 My hope is in the Lord. I must trust His plan though I don’t understand why this is happening. I do pray more people will turn to the Lord. I pray people can still see the beauty in this world. I pray they feel God’s love. I pray we become a stronger, more self sufficient nation and that this nation will turn to you Lord for strength and understanding. I pray more people will open Your word and find comfort in it. When they see the sunrise or a flower in bloom, I pray they see You." Scott Irwin's email: "Our church is a very close knit family.. not the high tech, service streaming type church that has people who watch every week but never come meet anyone. So.. Covid-19 really turned our format of church upside down. Now our small group bible studies on Wednesday's and other days meet using Zoom and the Sunday Service is prerecorded on U-Tube and released at 10:30 am Sundays. During the week the Pastors rotate back and forth doing Daily Devotionals, releasing them about 8:00 am each morning in a church wide email link to the video. It is a little strange.. being cooped up here at home. Our scheduled Bible Studies with church groups are now on Zoom and my CBMC studies are also using Zoom. We don't go out to eat or to the YMCA. We make a few trips to Walmart using their curbside pickup to get food. But, the rest of our schedule is pretty much the same. We sail some on the lake when the wind is just right. We are doing an exercise routine on U-Tube at the same time as a neighbor friend. I'm doing a little more gardening and cabin projects are getting done. Evenings find us relaxing in the hot tub.. Marilyn with her plastic glass of wine. I think mostly not going to church and seeing our friends is the biggest inconvenience. That and our house shopping we like to do after church on Sundays. We know God has a plan in all this and He is working His plan. Things are going to work out and life is going to go on. I'm not sure what things will be like 6 months from now but we aren't worried about it. God is Good. Dad"
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  2020-04-20

  Reflections in reflection.

  Visiting my mother through her window -in her assisted living facility.
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  2020-04-29

  Warning to People Trying to Park in Local Neighborhoods to Use Peter's Canyon

  OC Parks closed the parking lots of their county parks, and encouraged people to stay at home and visit parks within walking distance. However, warm weather has led people to drive to parks such as Peter's Canyon to hike. Police attempt to keep these people away by forbidding parking in the neighborhoods surrounding the canyon.
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  2020-04-23

  Too Many Delivery Boxes Become a Time Machine to Escape COVID-19

  My son sits in a time machine he and his sister made out of the influx of delivery boxes that now arrive frequently with social distancing. He instructs guests to the time machine to choose a time "before or after the virus" to visit.
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  2020-04-27

  Grandma's Cookies (from a safe distance)

  My grandmother still makes sure to give us the cookies she makes when we visit, but from a safe distance. We put them in the "no man's land" on a table between us, and take from the table one at a time. Of course it's not the same, but it's the best she can do.
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  2020-04-08

  Allergic Asthma in the times of COVID-19

  Sitting in the front seat of my roommate's four-door Honda, we pay a special birthday visit to my roommate’s cat, Bunny. During the time of COVID-19, quarantining poses new challenges for people struggling with longstanding respiratory issues, which has led our household to temporarily move Bunny’s home to a friend’s residence. Although we miss him here day to day, nationwide shortages of albuterol and asthma medications due to COVID-19 force us to make difficult decisions on how to maintain our respiratory health during this time. For now, our interactions with Bunny include short playdates and visits to prevent asthmatic flare-ups and the use of medications such as albuterol, which have become so much for valuable and sparse during the times of COVID-19. #DePaulHST391
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  2020-04-27

  Daily letters to Vincent in the Nursing Home

  when I could not visit my husband in the nursing home for 1/2 hour each day, I decided to write him a one page letter each day with my thoughts or doings. This is because he cannot pick up a phone on his own nor could he hear my voice register if we did talk on the phone. At first I delivered these letters, then the nursing home determined they had to let the germs evaporate for 48 hours. So now I send them though USPS and they probably still hold them for 48 hours before he gets them.
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  2020-04-24

  An Unseen First Wave

  As more evidence seems to mount that there were deaths in the United States from COVID-19 long before the first "official" death in the country was announced, I become more and more convinced that I already had it.
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  03/31/2020

  Messages for a Quiet Highway

  This is a photo taken on the highway during what is normally rush hour. Driving down a nearly empty highway, we passed lit up signs flashing information like "Avoid Non-Essential Travel" and reminders to visit the NJ website for more information on COVID-19. It was immensely eerie.
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  2020-04-20

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (I)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-20

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (II)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-20

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (III)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-20

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (IV)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.
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  2020-04-20

  Streets and Avenues / New York City (V)

  After college, and a year of vagabonding through Central and South America, I moved to the city forty-two years ago. I was drawn to New York, like many, by the energy and complexity of the city itself, and more specifically, the rich and endless theater found on its streets. While the array of cultural offerings has been a source of nourishment and pleasure, it is the streetlife that keeps me as excited as my first weeks here. What I love about New York is not what I know about the city, but how much I don't know. You cannot exhaust it as a subject, and from the start, I have made the city my primary interest and subject as a photographer. I always go out with a camera and am often mistaken as a tourist because of it. I take that as a compliment, given few can match the exalted state of excitement and awareness that a tourist experiences on a visit. When the Coronavirus hit and the staggered shutdown of the city went from a talked about possibility to a reality, I found myself inside my apartment looking out at the street below. At first, I made short trips to get necessities, then later added walks through Central Park, and now through the streets of Manhattan. If you think of a photograph as a piece of theater, with a stage set, lighting, cast, and choreography, the new version of the streetlife of New York is an eerie and fascinating show. The set and lighting is much the same, but the cast and choreography have wildly changed. Wandering through Midtown is like walking through an amusement park in the off-season. You experience the present colored by what you know it to be in season.