Alice Gerard

Since I started this “Life in these strange times” blogging project, I have been on so many different types of journeys. I have been traveling around the world, via to my imagination. I have explored the inner me in a world of social distancing and quarantine. And I have explored the joy of spring springing […]

Today, the sun shone. Brightly. It was pure joy. I had been alone in the house for a few weeks, and, today, I got outside and walked. As I was walking, I thought about my imaginary journey that has taken me to a beautiful blue lake in Kazakhstan, called Big Lake Almaty. It is surrounded

After a long train ride, I have arrived at a guest house in Almaty, Kazakhstan. It is late. I am happy to be where I am. Located near the Trans-Ile-Alatau Mountains, Almaty is in a beautiful space. Tomorrow, I will hike in the Ile-Alatau National Park. I hear that there are snow leopards living in

The world has been shut off for what… five weeks? Six weeks? I don’t know. I’ve stopped counting. But I’m still here, still telling my story, as well as the story of my imaginary journey. I’ll focus on here for today and resume the imaginary journey tomorrow. For now, you can visualize me, having said

Good morning, and happy Earth Day. As I write, I watch the snow falling. It has been snowing on and off for several days. Almost as if to say, “stay inside; it is okay.” Today’s challenge is to invite one of my blog readers to have coffee with me. Well, I prefer tea to coffee.

One of the most challenging things for me during this pandemic is dealing with my terrible wanderlust. I love to visit different places and see the amazingly unique sights. Life is an adventure, and I am determined to make the most of it. Much of my adventures have been long distance walks with groups, starting

As I clean and reorganize, I have found coins just about everywhere, which I’ve placed in a small tin, along with a bunch of flash drives. As I looked at the coins, it came to me that I have yet to see a 2020 penny. Usually, I manage to acquire a new penny by some

Cleaning and reorganizing have never been favorite activities for me. But, now, as I get rid of the excess and the junk, I am finding little treasures. Things that I had forgotten about. A large coin from the Philippines worth ten piso, which, apparently, is the equivalent of twenty cents U.S. A two-dollar coin from

Another day in a shut down world. I am working on cleaning and reorganizing, at making sense out of chaos. Sometimes, buried beneath the junk, I find little treasures. Random coins that I put into a tin. Notes and memos, long forgotten. Writing utensils, some functional and others not. A photograph of me from long

Eventually, one begins to adjust to the circumstances, no matter how bizarre they may be. Being alone all of the time has been draining, but I’m getting used to it. I listen to Patrick Stewart read Shakespearean sonnets on Facebook and/or Twitter. I can listen to Emma’s Revolution’s online concerts and sing along with them,