“One year ago today, the U.S. announced it found its first case of the coronavirus, the mysterious pneumonia-like illness that experts believe sprang from an animal market in Wuhan, China just a couple months prior. The disease, later coined COVID-19, would soon change societies across the globe in ways that will leave permanent stains of pain and defeat, as well as of perseverance and triumph. More than 24.4 million Americans have been infected with the virus ever since, the most in any country in the world, with more than 406,000 of them dead.” Miami Herald

John Hopkins Thursday US COVID Statistics U.S. Confirmed
24,631,890 Confirmed COVID cases
410,349 US new Deaths today alone.

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The above photo was taken last year on that same day of January 21, 2020. It was a time without worry for most in the United States. Back then, no one could even begin to image just how much life would change during the weeks and months to follow. I haven’t been back to this small, no-name creek (that had once part of my everyday “normal” life) since that day. I always considered it part of the mundane, but now, I see that this kind of mundane was good. I miss it.