Looking at the sky, enjoying the greenness of my surroundings and thinking how much easier it is to be quarantined than having to negotiate whether, with whom, and how much to have contact with others.
Getting back into the groove: unpacking, fresh rugbrod and Sylvia Martin‘s Sky Swimming.
Dulce Domum At home with tea and roses, welcomed with care packages, notes and a chapter of Wind in the Willows. If you don’t have your own copy (which you really should) here is a link to the online version: https://www.bookscool.com/en/The-Wind-in-the-Willows/5
Only one more leg to go….
In transit.
On top of the world
Feeling the tipping of the scales towards Tasmania now that my flight has been confirmed.
Storing up the experience of being outdoors, fresh air, the leaves underfoot, a fire and the smell of pine.
An exquisite day on the Münster terrace, on the slow train, and walking along the lake.
New life in turbulent times.
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