Lambs, buds and entwined wool

I do the same walk every day. Across a field and over to a village. I’ve watched gardens come out of hibernation and the lambs grow up. Nature and animals have been totally unaffected by what has been going on in the world. My walk is sometimes the only opportunity that I have to clear my head, think of nothing and be me.

My other world of work, home and relationships feels like a small box stuffed with a huge amount of entwined wool. I'm desperately trying to find the beginning of the thread so I can sort it out.

Growing plants

The past ten years I have spent the summers with my daughters and been occupied in the garden or at the allotment. Due to Covid19 I have to stay in my flat with no garden and no allotment. I still try to sow different seeds and seedlings that my friends buy for me so I've created my own allotment in the balcony, planting a little at the balcony, a little in my living room, a little behind my bedroom window, a little in the window in the staircase of the building!