We are now officially in the peak of blueberry season.  I joined two friends this morning, and we quickly filled our flats with the lovely little blueberries.  We had to pick with masks on, which made it hotter, even in the early morning sun.  We had to pay outside, and we had to stay six feet apart from other family groups. 

By now, all those rules just feel normal, though.  And, I guess, it is a silver lining that all of us are now so much more aware of how to respect each other.