In the time of the virus: day 53

Today I had two lovely messages from blog readers – one a lovely email from someone I’ve only met once but definitely regard as a friend.  I am so grateful to them – messages like that are like gold dust (actually, rather more valuable to me).  

It set me thinking about why I write this.   My reaction made me realise that although I write at least as much for myself as for anyone else, it can sometimes feel a bit lonely sitting here writing into what occasionally feels like a void (though I do always appreciate the ‘likes’ and occasional comments).  

I’m not asking you to comment if you don’t feel like it or don’t feel up to it, but I guess what I’m saying is that if there’s a writer (anyone, not necessarily me) whose writing you enjoy or find funny or entertaining or just plain thought-provoking, and you have the time and energy, maybe just drop them a line saying so.  I’m sure they (and I) would appreciate it.

I know I’m as lax as the next person about this, and I’m going to try to be better at it.

Well thank goodness today began with me feeling fine again.  Wonderful what a decent night’s sleep can do.  I realised that probably the troubles of the previous days were a combination of sleep deprivation and taking an increased dose of medication to help with the sleep – the extra hopefully not now needed with the body clock having been ‘reset’.

Today started very well indeed, with an unexpected FaceTime call from d-i-l and family. Always a good start to the day when we join our granddaughter for breakfast (allegedly this was her third or possibly fourth breakfast of the day…..)

So.  What did I do today? I hear you ask.  Well, I made yogurt.  Made kombucha.  Did some important admin.  Sorted and put away two machine loads of washing.

And best of all, I got out to the allotment (finally!) and cleared a winter salad bed in the greenhouse to make way for more tomatoes.  Did some more potting on, planting out, and weeding (lots more of all those still to do).

Lots and lots (and then lots more) watering – I fear this is going to be yet another drought year; and probably the shape of things to come, with the growing climate crisis.  We need to address the climate crisis to prevent it getting even worse, but we also need to adapt to the ‘new normal’.  As of course we are going to have to adjust to that other new normal, to accommodate living with the virus.

Best of all I had fun rearranging the furniture (metaphorically speaking) in the newly-named Potting Palace (aka my shed).   The new staging has provided me with space to store bags of compost and spare pots underneath it, and a work space above.  Which in turn has allowed me to reorganise the greenhouse to provide additional planting and growing space.  It’s not quite finished yet (Malcolm got sidetracked by something else more urgent that rightly needed his time), so no photos until tomorrow.

I hope you’re well, and that I will see you again tomorrow xx

Stay home. Stay safe.


About deborah @ the magic jug

Now I've passed 60 I'm still doing all sorts of things I haven't done before, as well as carrying on with the things I already love. I live a happy life with my long term love Malcolm. In my blog I explore local and low tech ideas, food, growing, making, reading, thinking, walking, and lots of other words ending in 'ing'.
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2 Responses to In the time of the virus: day 53

  1. Marian says:

    Hello, Deborah 🙂
    These posts have become a lovely part of my day—every afternoon, around the time I’m making supper, I hear a notification on my phone and I think, “Ah, that’s Deborah!” (This has never yet failed to make me smile.) I keep meaning to comment because I so enjoy seeing photos of your walks around Bath and your sewing and crocheting (your scrap granny square blanket absolutely does look like stained glass; it’s gorgeous!), and then every day, time slips away and I don’t. I’m sorry about that—I know how nice it is to get comments once you’ve sent your words out into the void.

    I haven’t been able to blog in the last while as anxiety has been keeping me quiet, so I’ve been trying to keep busy in other ways. I’ve done quite a bit of household reorganization to carve out a bit of space for myself now that both boys are home full time. Because of that, I’ve also been having to do a lot more cooking and baking. I’m doing a lot of reading and knitting (socks for those family members who haven’t yet hit “peak sock”), and I recently began a couple of free writing courses offered through my library. I also prepared yet another bedding area for vegetable gardening, although the weather has been too cool to do any planting. It’s been a strange spring—there were snowflakes in the air about a week ago, and even some accumulation in the city where my daughter lives. Anyway, things are finally warming up and I’m hoping to get the plants in the ground this weekend.

    Stay well, Deborah, and keep writing. Your words—and photos—are most definitely appreciated.
    xo Marian


    • Oh Marian what a lovely lovely message to receive, and just when I most needed it. Thank you so much. Also, it’s always lovely to hear from you. I’m sorry to read about the anxiety, but not surprised and it sounds like you’re doing so well working around it. I know several people who are coping more or less well with pre-existing mental health issues. Such a difficult time for all, and more so for many. A big change as well to have your family at home with you full time. To be honest, much as we dearly love our sons and their partners, we would undoubtedly find it hard all living together again. There are tensions enough when we holiday together!
      Good luck with your gardening – we’ve had a few minor frosts here last week but now the weather seems set fair for the summer and I plan to get as much as I can planted out in the next few days, as well as some more seeds sown.
      My very best wishes to you, my virtual friend across the water! xx


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