It's summer. The sun is shining. Nights are longer. Grills are ablaze. It's summer and that means there's yardwork to be done, beer to be drunk. Only handle fireworks while sober. Mostly. Ah, the beautiful noises - the birds chirping, a basketball bouncing. Can you smell that? Fresh-mowed grass. Tomato vines. Say - what's that? Ah, now I'm getting it - a zest of COVID-19 in the air.