Pandemic Journal, Day 396

Our gardeners arrived bright and early this morning to replace and refresh the soil in our raised beds. They removed the scallions that we’d been growing in the beds; we recovered a few and replanted them – if they don’t recover, we’ll have to buy a bunch at the supermarket and start growing them from the ends again. And we have to decide what else to plant – tomatoes are a sure bet, but it’s still a little too early.

Beyond that, we had a very quiet day; we took a short walk on the Los Gatos Creek Trail, where flowers are blooming.

Shabbat Shalom!

Pandemic Journal, Day 395

We were out on one of our usual walks when I happened to look down and see a credit card on the road. I picked it up, of course, figuring I’d call the bank and have it cancelled and hope that they’d notify the owner. But then I had an idea – I checked NextDoor for the owner’s name and found the person in my neighborhood, so I sent a PM and got an almost immediate response: “yes, I’m out looking for it now!” We were able to meet the owner while we were still on our walk and return the card.

I had my six-week return visit to the oral surgeon today – he was happy with the way the implant had healed. He replaced the temporary healing abutment with something sturdier and set up an appointment with my regular dentist to start the process of putting in the crown. In the meantime, I’m free to chew on both sides of my mouth again. Progress!