We went to bed early last night to cope with the start of Daylight Saving in most of Australia. After about 3 weeks of being able to see where we were going on our morning Lake Daylesford walks, we are back to darkness and Wes tells me there was no-one else around. Shortly we'll head off to the Sunday Market, where Yvonne will have chopped cabbage ready for Lewis & Morse, as well as bags of produce to feed them for the coming week. Ken will carry my bags to the car while Wes goes in search of eggs, bread & perhaps a new rose.
I've had a great week of socialising via Zoom, starting with Ian & Robyn Robinson last Sunday; Kathy & Karen on Thursday, & Leanne on Friday. Wes joined me to chat with the Robinsons and also had his own sessions with Barbara Simpson. We were booked to catch up with the Kirbys but I was confined to quarters with bronchial asthma for about 48 hours, so missed out on them, and my Tuesday chats with Jeff & Leanne.
On Wednesday we went for a drive to get out from under Sandra's feet. I still wasn't feeling wonderful, but kept my appointment for a trim with Lyndal and let Wes do the driving & delivering that is my usual fortnightly routine. We ended up in Trentham & bought a bag of Dutch Cream potatoes from one of the local farmers. They are so fresh & last for ages.
I've ended up back in bed by mid-afternoon each day - just got no energy at all. This is what happens - you feel on top of things, do too much & pay for it. I was even starting to think perhaps I had shrugged off chronic fatigue, but no such luck. Still, there are much worse things to have wrong & it isn't life-threatening. I'm getting lots of reading & re-reading done & have been watching the Indian Women's team give the Australians hell in our only cricket Test on the Gold Coast.
While Melbourne is wearing the mantle of most-locked down city in the world, we have some more freedoms, but are treading gently, especially after Coles & Cellarbrations were listed as Tier 2 sites early in the week. I cancelled shopping & will do it early tomorrow or Tuesday & Wes is out of whisky, but drinking brandy instead. We will remedy that this week.
The garden is looking lovely as I sit here in the study watching the birds fight over their seed & oats. Rob & Dene's oak trees are coming into leaf, our roses are green & healthy, the lavender is out & there are still a handful of daffodils nodding away. No sign of our tulips or irises as yet - we have that to look forward to.
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