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The sun is shining but the wind furiously slashes into the trees in my garden - all overgrown (are they getting into my old sewer pipes again?) I'm heading towards 80 years old and suffering from co-morbidities as they call the diseases of aging these days. I don't feel old, or sick, but there you are. I know only too well that I must stay cocooned in my house and garden and take care when I go out to shop. It's not COVID that I fear so much, as the after effects if I recover from a dose of it.
It's been fun finding interesting Webinars and participating in discussions with participants from across the world. A wonderful woman jazz pianist that I'd never heard of who is in her 80s now but has this oh so soft touch on the piano. Her "Happy Hours" are a lovely mix of feeling like a friend one minute, but maybe a voyeur looking into her private sitting room at the same time.
A trip into town for a legal appointment early on in this pandemic was somewhat alarming for me. The City of Sydney has changed in so many ways. Familiar buildings have disappeared all over the place, supplanted by hoardings, but what was wonderful was the lack of traffic and crowds of people. I await a new skyline.
It's been fun finding interesting Webinars and participating in discussions with participants from across the world. A wonderful woman jazz pianist that I'd never heard of who is in her 80s now but has this oh so soft touch on the piano. Her "Happy Hours" are a lovely mix of feeling like a friend one minute, but maybe a voyeur looking into her private sitting room at the same time.
A trip into town for a legal appointment early on in this pandemic was somewhat alarming for me. The City of Sydney has changed in so many ways. Familiar buildings have disappeared all over the place, supplanted by hoardings, but what was wonderful was the lack of traffic and crowds of people. I await a new skyline.