Canberra (Australia) – The ground work has been done. Life in lockdown has heightened our senses. Spring tease, you flirty dear, we’re coming for you. [I am combining my Changing Seasons post with my Friday song day post. Enjoy.]
The days grow longer, the wind blows stronger, and my energy returns. There is light at the end of the Covid tunnel. Maybe. Hopefully. Not sure.
This month, I am wild about pink. I’m wild about my pink camellias and my new Pimelea physodes that I bought just before lockdown.
I’m wild about the incandescent pink spring light that recharges me.
I’m wild about our vast green/tree belts that run like veins in and between our suburbs, and the haven that these provide for wildlife and people alike during this Covid lockdown. I’m wildly hopeful that the magpies won’t swoop me when I walk through these areas and that I will see yellow-rumped thornbills and other birds in the tree canopy. I am not wild about my camera viewfinder fogging up when I try to take a photo with my mask on.
I am also wildly proud of my fellow Canberrans who have put their faith in science, masks, movement restrictions and vaccines to minimise the spread of Delta. We are not wild about these restrictions but we are wild about keeping our community safe, as well as the treatment leading to the prospect of catching up with friends. I might be one of only a few not looking forward to socialising when we have more free range. 😮 This is the first spring for a long time where I haven’t had to apologise for wimping out on social occasions because I’ve wanted to work on a mosaic or art project. This is my current project. It’s bloody hard.
On lonely rainy days, there are always photos that need rescuing. Have I told you that I am wild about pink? Also blue. I love blue too.
We are all making the best of our situation, but it has been a difficult month for everyone. I had two Covid tests in September – the first because I had some hayfever-induced asthma, the second because I was spewing my guts up (vomiting is a symptom apparently). Long story. Canberrans waiting behind me in the Covid drive-thru testing line can rest assured that when I had to leap from the car with my spew bucket, that I didn’t leave any viral vomit fragments on the grass verge. Both tests were clear. October should see a gradual easing of restrictions if Canberrans keep up the hard work but we still have a way to go to reach the Canberra government’s target to vaccinate 80% of Canberrans over 12 years of age. Hopefully, Canberra can achieve a bit better than the 80% target.
One other thing, this month I also watched a tele show about being alone. You probably know the one. It has inspired me to want to learn some survival skills, like how to start a fire with the sheer force of my will. My True Love reckons I should probably learn to start a fire with matches first! For my Friday song day, I have picked a song about loneliness. Do you like Rachmaninoff? If you do, you are going to love singing along to All By Myself, written and performed by Eric Carmen. I was belting this song out at the top of my lungs the other day when my True Love reminded me that I wasn’t actually alone. Sing it with me.
Let’s be alone together. Have a safe October, everyone.