The sunshine already comes half way up my back garden now, proof of the arrival of spring. It lifts my heart.
The question is: How can we grow from this crisis?
It felt so good to get the grass cut and a bit of tidying up done. It felt like hope was in the air, despite the pandemic.
Yesterday afternoon I was in the garden trying to round up the posse of cats as usual. I noticed that the sun was hitting the back gate.
Once, I was cleaning windows when I was stung by a wasp who was hiding in a net curtain. I took it as a sign from the Universe that Housework is Dangerous.