The Windowsill

It's been more than five years since I first blogged a photo of our kitchen windowsill. It has grown considerably more cluttered -- more than even just 2 1/2 years ago. My collection of found bottles, mostly old milk bottles, may be getting a little out of hand! (I've got a few more on the dining room windowsill.)

That right-hand orchid has bloomed twice for us. The left-hand one I picked up free just a few weeks ago when Homebase was giving away its plants prior to closing for the coronavirus. If and when it blooms, its flowers should be bright red.

I went out for groceries again yesterday. At the risk of exposing myself to multiple environments, I went to the produce shop for vegetables, the butcher for meat and the grocery store for everything else. I'm trying to spread our money around and help the small businesses. The produce store is a particular challenge, because it's very narrow and there's no way anyone could be social distancing in there. But the owners have restricted it to three customers at a time -- likewise the butcher -- so that helps.

Then I took Olga to Fortune Green and the cemetery, where a fair number of people seemed to be out and about. Of course we kept well to ourselves. ("We" = me and Olga)

The pigeons on West End Green were not social distancing. Nor were those two women on the bench, but maybe they live together.

Here's yesterday's cemetery clean-up find -- an ancient space heater, I believe? Into the bin it went.

The pink campion is blooming in the cemetery's butterfly garden. We have some in our garden, too, but it hasn't made an appearance yet.

I found these little potted plants decorating a grave. Appallingly, at least one of them appears to have been painted silver, presumably by an over-enthusiastic florist. Looks like the plant's persevering, though.

This tattered fabric flower was lying around, looking like its own exotic species. A Triffid, possibly.

Olga, tired on the walk home, yawned on a path paved with shadows and fallen cherry blossom petals.

Dave and I are back to work today, though of course we're working from home. Dave will resume teaching via Zoom and various other platforms, which he is not enjoying. I think he struggles with being so remote from his students and not having the face-to-face interaction, the opportunity to personally demonstrate musical techniques and correct their playing behavior and that kind of thing. I'll be working once again on some library projects, but honestly, I think it will feel like the never-ending Spring Break. Which sounds nice, but there's an aimlessness to it too, you know?