I will never tire of beautiful days like today, a day with a cloudless blue sky, still air and a temperature of 42˚, a winter chill.

Stores are open even though the cape has had its first case of the virus, in Sandwich. Schools are closed either one or two weeks as a precaution and for deep cleaning. Events, meetings and most town programs are cancelled. Several libraries are closed. I can survive for two weeks on what is in my freezer, but I need cream, a second loaf of bread just in case, cat food and anything chocolate.

Yesterday I wandered. I took a ride with a couple of stops. The route was a circle from my home in South Dennis down Bass River Road to 6A. From there, my ride was all the way on 6A to Station Ave and South Yarmouth. From four corners in South Yarmouth, finally I turned on to 28 then drove a bit to 134, not so far from home. I did stop twice. The first was at the pasta and cheese shop. I bought frozen four cheese ravioli. I have a great recipe for lasagna using the frozen ravioli. I also bought just made pea soup and some Girl Scout cookies. The pea soup reminded me of my mother. She always made it when she had a ham bone. My father, my sister and I love pea soup. My mother always froze some for me. My other stop was Nancy’s Candies in Dennis. I bought my Easter treats for the Colorado bunch and for my friends, and I bought anise bears and two chocolate covered Oreos for me. When I got home, I changed into my cozies. I had the soup for dinner. It was amazingly delicious. Now I think I need to go back and buy more.

I need more cat food. I got an e-mail from my on-line pet store that the package due today will be as many as four or five days late. I guess I’m stuck. I’ll get dressed and go shopping and grumble all the while.

Today is lovely. We have a deep blue sky with nary a cloud in sight. The sun is brilliant but not so warm. It is only 47˚ but is supposed to get warmer, to the low 50’s. I have barely been outside this whole week so I think I’ll take a jaunt today.

The daffodil buds are ever bigger, and I now have three blooming purple croci in the small garden. I also noticed the first green shoots of the day lilies along the edge of the trees on the front side of the yard. This is so early for all of these.

When I was a kid, my father took my brother and me to the Roy Rogers rodeo at the old Boston Garden. We had front row seats. I remember Roy riding by us, and Pat Grady and Nelly Bell almost close enough to touch.

My brother and I went around the neighborhood collecting for Jerry Lewis’ kids, for the MDA. The telethon went back and forth from Jerry to Channel 5, my local channel. We begged my father to take us to Boston where we could give our money to real life celebrities: Miss Kitty Russell and Doc Adams aka Amanda Blake and Milburn Stone. I gave my money to Miss Kitty.

During the summer of the Watergate hearings, my sister, my cousin and I went to Washington. We were standing in a long line hoping to get in when Dick Cavett went by us. Then Hubert Humphrey walked toward us. I grabbed my book, The Foundation Trilogy, and had him sign it. I still have that book in my upstairs bookcase.

On Newbury Street Barry Manilow with a burly man on each side of him, his protection, walked by me. I said to my friend, That’s Barry Manilow.” Neither one of us was impressed. All I remember are those burly men and how short Barry Manilow is.

My last serendipitous celebrity sighting was Big Brother Bob Emery. I know I’ve mentioned this before but I still can’t get rid of the image tucked inside my memory drawer. We were all standing in the bandstand at Wakefield Lower Common. Big Brother Bob was in the middle of us. I was right behind him. All I remember is there was a bug walking across his neck. I watched.