I have decided not to work until things sort themselves out. I will miss the gardens. But they will wait. Annoying, they will probably thrive. Perhaps more irritatingly, the sun has shone in constant sniggering glory ever since. I will miss my friends; human, canine and feline. But they will welcome me back when the time is right.
Today was good. I am not expected them all to be the same. Things got sorted, a few more stitches were made, bread was baked, washing dried, and a stroll was peaceful and reviving. And I have counted my blessings that I am lucky in all this. We have enough and I am not alone.
But I am not getting complacent. The house may well get smaller over the coming weeks.