Sunday, 7 June 2020
I awoke around 4 am to a choir of robins greeting the morning. One of my favourite and most beautiful sounds. I enjoyed it, then promptly fell back to sleep.
Mom, Zola (my canine niece) and I were jolted from a sound sleep by a loud tinny pecking sound…a woodpecker pecking on the tin roof of our cabin!
Now, as I type this, a loon is calling out. It’s 11 pm. The stars were peeking out, the north sky still lit, as we sat around the fire, laughing, eating s’mores and sharing stories.
Throughout the weekend, Covid would creep in, we’d talk about it, then go about our day. So much has changed since March when the isolation began. As restrictions lift and more things return to normal, anxiety is high. The consensus was a wait and see how things play out in the next few weeks. If infections don’t rise, then we’ll try getting out more. I plan on self isolating for the next 14 days to be safe. But, all in all, I’m so glad I came. I really needed to be with my family again and have a bit of normalcy, even if for only 48 hours.
Creativity is the calling of the soul 