Day 87 - Sunday 14th June
Another day entertaining family today. But first - climate fiction. I signed up for a workshop today, writing flash fiction on the subject of climate change. The Cli-Fi genre is a sub-group of the Solar Punk movement which uses the creative arts to inspire people to imagine a climate positive future. It's a small Zoom group - 9 of us in all, and although it's pretty well organised it runs over the 1 hour meeting that was billed and I have to leave after 75 minutes to prepare for our lunch guests. During that time we had introduced ourselves, written a short practice piece and then begun the main writing challenge. I missed the part where we shared what we had written but there will be a second session and I'm definitely up for it.
The weather is not so good today - more cloudy and a bit cooler - but at last it's dry. My nephew, his wife and two children are coming over - that takes us above the 7 person limit but our son is still working on his exams and won't be spending that much time with us. We have brunch and they stay to chat afterwards; the little ones do a lot of bug hunting and are fascinated by our bumble bee nest. My nephew is teaching a mixed-age class of keyworkers' children; I hadn't realised that they are segregated from the other school children. It's the first time he has had his own class - like my sister he has been promoted due to coronavirus adaptations. His own children aren't back yet - his son could go but not his daughter and he has decided to wait until they can both return. His wife is working from home, enjoying not having to commute.
After they leave the weather becomes warmer and sunnier and I potter in the garden for a while, using cut-off plastic bottles to protect cabbages and brussels sprouts from the pigeons who have been attacking their leaves and trimming the tallest stems off our red robin hedge. There's not much prep to do for our next guests as we prepared ahead. My sister takes me by surprise by arriving early and I sit with her and her two daughters in the sunshine while hubby and son are busy, then they sit and chat while I gather the things we need for the barbeque. I bring the veg kebabs outside to prepare while we talk. They have brought a chocolate fudge cake for dessert, and some beautiful yellow and orange flowers. They love the sourdough bread I made and take the rest of it home with them. Apart from not being able to hug them it's pretty much normal and hubby finds it a welcome distraction from thinking about his friend who is gravely ill.
After saving the leftover food and loading the dishwasher, hubby and I watch the first of a three part drama series about the Salisbury poisonings. It's interesting to see people being portrayed in the act of responding to a public health crisis, having to evaluate and anticipate risks and decide adaptations on the fly. Today I am grateful for having spent a Sunday that was almost back to normal.
The weather is not so good today - more cloudy and a bit cooler - but at last it's dry. My nephew, his wife and two children are coming over - that takes us above the 7 person limit but our son is still working on his exams and won't be spending that much time with us. We have brunch and they stay to chat afterwards; the little ones do a lot of bug hunting and are fascinated by our bumble bee nest. My nephew is teaching a mixed-age class of keyworkers' children; I hadn't realised that they are segregated from the other school children. It's the first time he has had his own class - like my sister he has been promoted due to coronavirus adaptations. His own children aren't back yet - his son could go but not his daughter and he has decided to wait until they can both return. His wife is working from home, enjoying not having to commute.
After they leave the weather becomes warmer and sunnier and I potter in the garden for a while, using cut-off plastic bottles to protect cabbages and brussels sprouts from the pigeons who have been attacking their leaves and trimming the tallest stems off our red robin hedge. There's not much prep to do for our next guests as we prepared ahead. My sister takes me by surprise by arriving early and I sit with her and her two daughters in the sunshine while hubby and son are busy, then they sit and chat while I gather the things we need for the barbeque. I bring the veg kebabs outside to prepare while we talk. They have brought a chocolate fudge cake for dessert, and some beautiful yellow and orange flowers. They love the sourdough bread I made and take the rest of it home with them. Apart from not being able to hug them it's pretty much normal and hubby finds it a welcome distraction from thinking about his friend who is gravely ill.
After saving the leftover food and loading the dishwasher, hubby and I watch the first of a three part drama series about the Salisbury poisonings. It's interesting to see people being portrayed in the act of responding to a public health crisis, having to evaluate and anticipate risks and decide adaptations on the fly. Today I am grateful for having spent a Sunday that was almost back to normal.
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