Events

Mangos!
As our day blend together, this one will stand out: we had not one, but two new events. After our bike ride, I knocked on the door of the house where there is a mango tree in the front yard and mangos lying all over the ground. I wasn’t hopeful for a response because I’ve never seen anyone home, and a car is sitting, covered, in the carport. Surely, a snowbird happy to not be in Florida now that we led the nation in new coronavirus cases each day.

But Vincent answered the door and told me I could take all the mango I wanted. The tree was from Jamaica, and he planted it when it was only 2 feet high. Now it’s huge, and covered with mangos. He warned me they were stringy. They look like the ones we had in Naples. He usually puts a wheelbarrow full of mangos by the street and invites all the neighbors to take as many as they like. This year he hasn’t felt up to it. I biked home for plastic bags and cleaned his yard. Tomorrow I’ll go back and offer to put out the wheelbarrow.

My First Covid Haircut 
I also had my first haircut since Okinawa, thanks to Grant gamely chopping away. It had gotten so long and annoying that I’d threatened to use his beard trimmer to shave my head. I don’t know if he felt sorry for me or was protecting his trimmer, but he got out our dull scissors and gave it a go. I’m pleased. I’ve certainly had worse cuts.
Same Haircut, 1999
 Over the years, my hair has been long, short, and even curly when I’d buy a perm. I like really short now. We definitely have to take our scissors to the knife sharpener and see what he can do.

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