“We’re taking it day by day — things are changing every day,” said Claude Okin, the owner of Sportime in Amagansett. “Hopefully, if we’re smart, we can all get through this together.”

Eddy Quiroz, a native of Puebla, Mexico’s fourth-largest city, has been obsessed with sports from an early age. Soccer, golf, tennis, platform tennis, bowling, boxing, taekwondo, and rowing are among those at which he’s become adept.

Down in San Antonio, Matthew Griffiths is a National Sporting Clays Association Krieghoff all-American.

The way it was, sports fans, from a mountain climber’s close call to happier roller hockey days to good times with the Killer Bees.

All of a sudden, it seems everything is off-limits. With no high school sports for three weeks — and who knows for however long after that — I am at loose ends.

As of this week, spring officially arrives. While it’s pretty clear we will be dealing with the effects of the virus for the foreseeable future, I’m putting forth in solitude, preparing my boat for the season and launching my lobster traps into the still-cold waters.

Halfway through March, chipmunks are up for good, it would seem. I see ours almost every morning running about, looking hale and sassy.

Wole Soyinka, the Nigerian playwright and poet who won a Nobel Prize for literature in 1986, once said that “art is solace, art is vision,” and while the context of that sentiment isn’t readily available, one could imagine it being said during a time of strife.

Folioeast’s “Winter Salon” in East Hampton is a vast undertaking in a small space, a miracle of placement and size management with an eye for hanging artwork so that it melds into a cohesive whole. Although it is hard to measure an exhibition of so many artists and their unique contributions, it is worth examining the highlights and the ensemble.

A weekend pop up/walk by show in Southampton and Pollock-Krasner Foundation grants go to local organizations