Hi Dear Folk,
We are on day 96 of this pseudo lockdown state. We are back to green but with the use of masks strongly suggested, which of course we adhere to. I take a one time look at the data every day. Mr. B. was called back to work, but we made the choice not to do so, we are both in that higher risk age group. We follow the statistics to see if in our area since opening up, is it still tailing down, staying level or going up. The truth is it is beginning to rise mildly, and we're in a North Eastern State, not a Southern State where it seems out of control. We want it to go down for all, and then Mr. B. will go back to work.
If you look at the scenarios that they run, projections of how many people will get Covid, how many people will die and they run this with are people wearing masks or are people not wearing masks, and the truth is if you wear a mask less people will die. Doesn't seem a hard choice, it's like wearing a seatbelt. Less people die in an accident if they wear a seatbelt, it is mandatory, it safes lives.
I have been able to connect on a regular bases with my aunt Joan and it has been so good, such fun and she is a wealth of information, things my mother never told us. One story was this, she said she still has a guilty conscience over. She was staying with my mum, aunt Joan is the younger sister by five years, I was a little girl and a huge spider was on the staircase, they were both scared of it. I had a little toy dust pan and brush and they sent me up to scoop and brush the spider into my pan, of course, it ran, I ran and they ran, when they came back it had disappeared. They were naughty sisters, obviously the trauma could not had been too bad, because I do not remember.
This time has given me a lot of time to reflect on just all sorts of things, as I think it has many others. It's like being in the Eye of a Hurricane, total calmness but all sorts of cyclones are going on around you.
I have enjoyed my garden. Mr. B got an extender for our Wi Fi router to reach the far end of the garden, down to my shed, and that has been great. It has meant I can sit under the oak tree and be online if I desire to do so. It was actually The Boy who suggested it, he wanted to be able to use his laptop and tune his new engine and for that he needed Wi Fi in the garage. I ask the question, why we didn't think of doing this for ourselves, we probably benefit more from it. But when the children ask, we jump, even now.
If you follow my Instagram you know that Rob has installed a new Honda K engine into his 1997 Miata. He's pretty much ripped the whole car apart and put it back together. That's kept him busy all winter he started I think about last October time.
It's truer than ever that you need to enjoy the day to day activities of life, live in the moment and make it the best you can. Books are a great comfort and I found two lovely ones at Ollies, which is a discount store, buying out lots that don't sell elsewhere. The Shepherd's View, by James Rebanks. I instantly knew who it was because I had listened to him reading his book, The Shepherd's Life on BBC Radio 4 and was absolutely inthralled with it. Lots of wonderful pictures of the Lake District Fell lands and the Herdwick sheep so suited to their environment. Herdwick comes from the Nordic word Herdvyck which means sheep pasture and these sheep do have Nordic relatives.
I love their Heaf instinct passed down from generation to generation of sheep. Fell famers have access to Common Land which has ancient grazing rights that go back for generations, in fact many back to the Doomsday Book. The cottage I grew up in was very old and had grazing rights that went with our cottage, on the heath land, Patmore Heath in front of our house. The newer built properties did not. I remember that my mum and dad filed legal documents to make sure that this was passed down with the cottage and so did our neighbor. Well it was a good job we did because a number of years later a whizz kid builder came along and tried to grab that Common Land to build on, plus he seemed to be in with the local authorities, but the locals were able to stop him, after a big fight. Not only that P
atmore Heath was a biological sight of specific scientific interest, but where money is concerned who cares.
Going back to Heaf instinct of these Herdwick sheep, they know exactly what is the pasturage that goes with their little farm on the fells, they do not wander off, even though there are no fences or outward signs of where one area of farm grazing rights starts and stops. Thus a herd of Herdwick must be sold with the farm, poor things would become confused.
The other little gem I found, and tied in so well with what my sister and I had just been talking about was Chinese, Celtic and Ornamental Knots, by Suzen Milodot. My sister BB, said she had great grandmas, old wood bead necklace from WWI when the disabled soldiers came back from the war, I think it was the blind soldiers that made wood beads. The beads needed restringing and to do that one would need to know how to knot between each bead.
I'm happy with the results of repainting a lot of our garden furniture, more to do but we've done a lot. Photos can be seen if you go to my Instagram account on the side bar. I have a little ongoing project involving an old mirror, I'm hoping shabby chic but who knows. It all happened because of a bit of a faux pas. I had an old wood bathroom medicine cabinet, probably about 100 years old, I put it up for sale on Face Book Market Place and it didn't sell. I had tried to fit it into my shed but it was too big. I mentioned to the Mr. that maybe if we cut the front from the back I could use the mirror door, and then maybe the shelves inside separately. He did this quiet promptly, of course didn't someone message me, and somehow I didn't get them until two days later, my lack of technology know how, and of course the deed was done, even though I had taken the post down. So now I have to follow through, lots of sanding.
Another little joy was the small harvest off my cherry tree, from which I was able to make a number of jars of cherry conserve and a tasty cherry crumble. An additional fun project has been the making of elderflower cordial and elderflower champagne, which reminds me I need some gin. Both have turned out to be quite refreshing.
I can say for June the weather has been unbelievably delightful, blue skies, a breeze and more often than not low humidity, it does make this lockdown period more bearable, today is positively windy and my wind chimes under the oak tree are really chiming away.
We have been graced with no less than three bird nests in our garden, we have, a cardinal nesting right by our kitchen window, she seems to always face inward and you see her tail sticking out at the back. I left that thorn bush just for the birds, because this would be the thorn bush that they made Jesus crown of thorns from, they are deadly and I've had many a nasty encounter with it. What we do for the little dears. The other two nests are gray catbird nests in our hedge. I always think of birds nesting earlier than June, but I guess not, although cardinals have two lots of eggs one earlier March/April and the other later May/June.
My crochet has been sidelined a bit, although I do have a Harvest Shawlette on the go with a cake ball of yarn in variegated colours, its a lot of backwards and forwards, crocheting in the front loops and the back loops. I think I will like the finished article. Some more creative crochet is calling me, like the basket I covered in crochet and flowers.
Yesterday we took a picnic to the park, back to our favorite spot by the cabin, I love the wide open vista there. A little reading, a little crochet and a little nap. Just what the doctor ordered.
Well I'm not climbing Mount Everest or have found the code for a break through vaccine, but I am being a responsible citizen for humanity and my neighbors.
Take care, keep safe, be good.
Christine
