Talk about a PITA. I had planned to visit my mother this weekend, prune the apple trees and pick up my ATV which has been stored in her shed. Instead I'm going to drive 200 miles, spend a couple of hours in the trees, load the ATV, wave to her through the window and come back home. I may also leave a dozen eggs on her porch. There are no reports of the virus up here, and I can go down and back on a tank of gas; but she's 83 years old and it isn't worth taking a chance until we get a handle on what's going on.