By mid-April, it was clear I had to back away from yellow cake with chocolate frosting — a comfort food from my childhood — and silence the nonstop cable news pandemic coverage.
Cures for my gloomy perspective were surprisingly simple — long walks, biking and gardening.
One Saturday morning, when I was feeling particularly low and cooped up, I picked up the phone, called Tom’s Thumb Nursery in Galveston and placed an order for curbside pickup. I pulled up to the nursery, loaded up the Jeep, and by the day’s end, my husband and I had planted 40 pentas in red and white, and my blues disappeared.
There was something rejuvenating about digging in the earth.
I wasn’t the only one turning to garden therapy during the blurred days of stay-at-home and social distancing orders. I predict landscapes across the upper Texas coast will be especially pretty this year.
In this issue, we feature three yards where locals find joy and satisfaction in the simple pleasures of gardening or finding the perfect flower pot.
At a farmhouse on the island and a private chapel in Texas City and everywhere in between, simpler times was a theme we encountered again and again producing this issue.
The upper Texas coast isn’t a bad place to be quarantined. I think we all already knew that. It’s why we live here and why thousands of people visit, even during social distancing.
During long walks, I have encountered more neighbors on their porches in the past two months than I have in the three years I’ve lived in my neighborhood. It was nice to chat from a distance.
Island photographer Steven Corie noticed that, too, and captured the return of island porch visiting in images you’ll find in this issue.
While we all want the pandemic to go away, I hope some of the simpler pleasures and friendlier neighbors stay.