I spent an hour raking leaves into heaps and then transporting them to borders, tubs and shrubs for mulch. A tedious job but I wouldn't be without our trees. I love them so much - the evergreens too.
I did my weekly shop early this morning when the supermarket opened at 8am. I've always shopped at this time as my head is clear and I have no distractions.
Now that we live in strange times, I like it even more. Apart from the face covering, I can feel as near to normal as possible and not contend with too many other people and their fear and judgements of how well or badly I comply with the rules .
No matter how well the face covering fits, my glasses periodically fog up, and for some reason when I wear it, my nose runs like a tap behind it with no possibility of pulling out a tissue for fear of sparking outrage. I suffer from year round allergic rhinitis and the anti histamines are useless. But blowing your nose in public is not a good look now.
Enough moaning. Tomorrow we will see new baby grandchild again and that lifts my spirits and makes me forget everything else.
