It’s 2 pm, Sunday, April 19, 2020 in Palm Springs, California. The weather is warm and sunny. There should be a Pool Event happening, but the pool and environs at my rented condo are poignantly devoid of convivial hobbyists and escorts – not even a naked @Robster in the pool! There are no deviled eggs, bacon-wrapped stuffed dates, or other Epicurean delights created by that wizard, @Epigonos. There are no thirst-quenching libations, no luscious eye candy, no tantalizing conversations, and no one enjoying the spa. Not this year. Hopefully next?
My hopes and prayers are that all those who were going to attend, all those who have attended in the past, and all those who have thought of attending are well and healthy and taking care of themselves and those they care about. (And thanks to PK for taking care of and looking after all that he has and will.) Hugs to all!