Out of joint

We walked early this morning, as the day promised to be hot. The golf course looked so peaceful, and it seemed so incongruous that the radio programs we were listening to were about the USA tearing itself apart, almost on the brink of civil war.
 
Later today I spent some time organising the seating for our Neighbourhood Association’s AGM. A nice simple community activity. Except that the seating arrangements had to allow for social distancing, so we had to ask people to restrict their numbers.
 
The world is indeed a little out of joint.