. . . but it doesn't feel like it. Mind you, I don't know which day it DOES feel like, but that's what happens when you are in Lockdown and have no proper daily markers to get you through the week (apart from Wednesday, which is grocery delivery day).
The view across the paddock a couple of weeks ago. Fewer apples on the tree now and the Polytunnel is taken down and ready for transport to its new home.
It's blowing more than half a gale out and the clouds are heading North-East at some speed. In fact it was the wind that woke me up this morning. Hmmm, any walk is going to be a bit brisk. I shall go out for the paper first thing, and try and remember to put the last bag of books in the car ready for when our patchwork teacher comes over this morning to collect them for the community shop, along with plenty of patchwork magazines and some fabrics for her. I am hoping she will want to take on a charity project with the applique blocks from many many years ago which had originally been destined to make a quilt for charity, but I got distracted and they got stowed away, and so now they will have a 2nd chance. I always think I have more spare time than I actually have.
I can see I am going to be picking up more fallen apples today. I am only using the biggest to stew up and am still (trying to!!!) give away bags of windfalls to unsuspecting victims . . .
Torrential rain out now. Looks like a good day to make a pan of soup. If it carries on like this it will be another day for indoors exercise - the number of times I am going up and down stairs at the moment, sorting the attic rooms out. Not difficult to clock up 12000 steps without going out the front gate. Tea is already sorted - the other half of last night's tasty lasagne, totally home made of course, right down to the white sauce from scratch . . . Well done Tam.
Off for some breakfast now, and to read a few more pages of Blood Water by Ted Baker, which is a crime novel set in the Dorset Purbecks, an area I know well.
Ghengis had his trip to the vet yesterday and is now on Loxicom for his cystitis (poor boy was on the litter tray every few minutes yesterday afternoon) and an eye ointment for his eye (Conjunctavitis). Then in the afternoon I had to take Keith to the Dr's to have his barked shin checked out as it wasn't looking as if it was healing and there was redness around the edges of the wounds. So he's now on anti-biotics. Hope both my boys are better soon.