It has been a quiet couple of days here in the Berkshires of western Massachusetts. The sun is out and the snow is melting. Now there is talk of a major event (yes, that is what they are called here) on Sunday into Monday. So I suspect that soon the food stores will be crowded with those like me who are afraid to be hungry. Actually, the irony is that I could live very well for a couple of months on what I have in the house.
The more I travel, the more I see what hunger and poverty really is. We are lucky here, I am anyway so maybe I will skip the store and worry about salt for the driveway.