She walks every morning staying
away from close quarters, practic-
ing appropriate distancing. She’s
recovering. When she returns home
she lovingly looks at her yard, turns
to look ahead and then back at the
yard. She is proud of her yard, mani-
cured so precisely. The shrubs are
all in order, trimmed just so. The
grass is cut by a topnotch landscap-
ing company twice a week, nary a
blade out of place. The pesticides
and herbicides are doing exactly
what they are intended to do, and,
of course, more so. The neighbor
wants to call after her, “Hold your
breath till you get inside.”