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THE OTHER SIDE OF SUMMER Julia Hirsch
New Paltz, New York
The leaves were light green then, and the daffodils were just beginning to bloom, but now the leaves are turning, and the local apple orchards are welcoming visitors to pick the new crop. It’s been six months since I settled into my house in New Paltz, determined to wait out Covid-19 far from Manhattan where everyone agreed that subways, buses, museums, restaurants, concert halls and the crowds were breeders of infection. Summer is on the wane, but the virus hasn’t subsided. Life is different and I’m still getting used to the changes. As a retired person with few family responsibilities, I used to navigate with a great sense of freedom and the awareness that I always had many choices – to go to this grocery store or that one, to go to the library or browse in a bookstore, to meet a friend for lunch or stay home, go to the Opera or read a book – has become very circumscribed. Many of the places I liked to go to are closed or require long waits for admittance, as numbers within are limited. Even a walk along a country lane has its strict rules. One must stay a distance from others and wear a mask which often constrains breathing and blots out the tangy scents of late summer. The virus has also limited relationships. Handshakes and hugs are out of the 43
