700 days ago I started writing this blog so that I could feel that there was someone to talk to every afternoon when I finished work. I was worried that being alone for 2 weeks( I thought!!!) would be quite difficult and this would make me feel connected.
We were locked down for a lot longer than 2 weeks , but I seem to have survived. Even if I haven’t had a hug for 700 days. ( I might have had one by accident….I can’t remember)
It has been quite an experience.
Today I felt much bouncier than I have in the last cold months. Maybe it’s the thought of spring.
I don’t often go out on a Sunday as it’s a more family day and I don’t want to look like I’m alone. However I needed cardio aspirins so I marched off up town.
Lots of people greeted me and it was nice to be asked how I had been doing when I was in the farmacia.
I decided to go home by some back streets and take photos.
Most of the rest of today I’ve spent preparing and then beginning to paint my next local scene featuring 2 sheep and bits of 2 goats. I thought that I’d better paint them first as if they weren’t good enough then the painting wouldn’t work.
Am pleased that I remembered it was day 700. I missed all the other hundreds before.
Wine time again.