It’s a misty morning here in NYC.
That and the silence of the relatively empty city
make for strange bedfellows
A surreal and beautiful moment
I am really going to miss the silence
Several groups of researchers from different countries have found that the sickest patients often have the lowest levels of vitamin D and that countries with higher death rates had larger numbers of people with vitamin D deficiency than countries with lower death rates.
Note: The early research is not yet peer-reviewed, and other experts say the scientific proof is lacking that vitamin D could prevent COVID-19 or make the infection milder.
dievca is getting her Vitamin D early and away from as many humans as possible for the following reason:
remonstrate with or rebuke (someone) angrily.
a person, in particular a woman, who nags or grumbles constantly.
Two women in full PPE suits and masks, power-walking in the middle of the road at Central Park scold the biker (15 feet away) for not wearing a mask.
Warning – the scolds are out, do not respond, and move away quickly. It could turn dangerous in more ways than one.
Photos: dievca, Hudson River NYC 05/2020
Pink, small, and punctual,
Covert in April,
Candid in May,
Dear to the moss,
Known by the knoll,
Next to the robin
In every human soul.
Bold little beauty,
Bedecked with thee,
The first railcar-style diners popped up in New Jersey in the early 1900s.
New Jersey essentially became “ground zero” for diners.
Railcar-style diners were modeled after rail carriages or sometimes converted from the original train cars into stand-alone eateries. Diners were constructed in factories and then shipped to their destinations, much like mobile homes, and were relatively affordable to purchase at just $1,000.
Once they arrived, the utilities simply had to be connected. Since diners, or “lunch cars,” had to be shipped using a truck or railcar, they were designed to be narrow.
At one point, nearly 95% of the shippable restaurants were manufactured in New Jersey.
And a “Thank You” to Insider.com
has to be regenerated, somehow.
dievca passed out early and hard, woke up late, and is re-energized.
Happy Sunday to you!
All the long day the vapours played
At blindfold in the city streets,
Their elfin fingers caught and stayed
The sunbeams, as they wound their sheets
Into a filmy barricade
‘Twixt earth and where the sunlight beats.
A vagrant band of mischiefs these,
With wings of grey and cobweb gown;
They live along the edge of seas,
And creeping out on foot of down,
They chase and frolic, frisk and tease
At blind-man’s buff with all the town.
And when at eventide the sun
Breaks with a glory through their grey,
The vapour-fairies, one by one,
Outspread their wings and float away
In clouds of colouring, that run
Wine-like along the rim of day.
Athwart the beauty and the breast
Of purpling airs they twirl and twist,
Then float away to some far rest,
Leaving the skies all colour-kiss’t–
A glorious and a golden West
That greets the Lifting of the Mist.
The Lifting Of The Mist – Poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
Photo: NYC East River View
Seen on the way:
- One sad male young adult in cotton shorts and t-shirt soaked
- One fit female runner in matching bra and leggings with pink Beat headphones
- One millennial dog owner with a Husky mix the female runner kept admiring
- Four soaked Navy Corpsmen in shorts and masks running back to the USNS Comfort
- One dievca always prepared in a huge raincoat.
Photos: dievca Hudson River 04/2020