Because we have not been as absolutely careful as we have been in the past and should be always, we decided to go for a covid test this morning—at the county fairgrounds in Jefferson. As we drove through the sheep pens and amongst the sheep dogs getting ready for trials, I was afraid we might have to spend an hour or two in the queue. But no, we drove right in to the exhibition barn, and within five minutes were identified, swabbed and dismissed. Drive-in testing like this was held here yesterday, so maybe that’s why the crowd was so light. Or, maybe there’s some other reason?

Later, I rotated two of the three compost bins. Quite a bad idea on a warm day with the air so thick I could shovel it too.

No results from the tests yet, but we are feeling positively negative.