Day 17: Sunday. To market.
I've been to the Farmers' Market again. While I've not done a careful count, I think there were slightly fewer vendors than a week ago; I forgot, this time, to say thank you to those who are still selling. Most of them had home-made masks, some in bright floral prints. Three customers had white masks that looked more serious than the usual fabric-plus-elastic. At least one customer apologised to me, not for bumping into me, but for accidentally getting within six feet. I held my monthly discussion group over Google Hangouts. I'm glad I started early, because I had not used it on that tablet before and messed up the app. After that, the discussion went well, Unlike the hangouts we hold work, it was not just comforting, but important, to see faces, so that I could tell how people were reacting to each other's words, as one can at a physical meeting. Of the newcomers who had signed up on Meetup, only one actually appeared, which is roughly typical, but may have been