Someone tweeted recently was it strange to like being in ‘lockdown’ & I must admit in a strange kind of way it is growing on me. Corona virus aside it has afforded many to re engage with hobbies & tackle jobs around the homestead that have hung about waiting to be done.
Also it has slowed peoples lives down to the point where it is possible for once to just be able to take a guilt free moment to sit in the garden noticing the plants & animals for a change or picking up a pencil & drawing etc.
For me I have relinquished almost all kitchen duties to my daughter who is entertaining herself by delving into the many cookery books on the shelves. This new won freedom means not only do we now get a new variety of healthy dishes daily but I can get on uninterrupted with the projects that I had been loathe to start.
Headphones in place with either an audio book or music on the go I have been tackling a rebuild of a small dry stone wall surrounding a flower bed. No stranger to this form of walling as I reconstructed over fifty metres of boundary wall in the past this proved rather annoying. The stones as I told to the great amusement of the husband & daughter really weren’t ‘speaking to me!’ Mad as it sounds to wall effectively you need to be able to work the stones together to sort of interlock them & these really weren’t playing the game. Still with time on my hands & the opportunity to work in the sunshine I persevered & its now almost finished.
Inside the first layer of lime mortar applied to a wall is drying awaiting the finishing coat once the wall has dried. The corner of the room has always been damp so hopefully this will help to remedy it. The joys of living in an old property in the UK where the unseasonal rainfall has not helped.
Today I actually gave myself a day off from chores & treated myself to playing ‘Dan’ my electric guitar & attempting to refine the tune I have been writing for a while. Although never likely to derive an income from my endeavours I do find the whole process completely absorbing & as a result makes me feel very relaxed.
Below should be a link to a Tik Tok that we made & shared to Instagram hopefully you can see it & it makes you smile.
Hope if you are reading this you are having a good day & staying safe.
Pulling into the Visitors Centre (not appreciating that post Labour day the opening hours change) it was getting late but despite having to wait while the person in front of me was sworn in as some kind of Ranger I managed to ascertain if we were quick pitches might be available.
After a bit of confusion we worked out that a number of slots were indeed free & nestled Martha into one. Realistically we knew that climbing to the top of the dunes was probably not sensible as during the day it would be too hot & we didn’t know the area well enough for long distance night hiking especially given the mountain lion warnings.
Taking a short exploratory walk around we headed back for supper & a beer where upon the notion of watching the sunset from one of the lower dunes struck us. Flinging the flute in the back pack we set off across the dry river bed & headed for the smaller mounds of sand.
The sunset was indeed beautiful which was probably more than could be said for my flute playing but we had a laugh given how windy it was & we only had phones to record the noise I was making on. Concluding ‘westernised’ music was not conducive to the surroundings trying to play the examples of native songs in the dark with no idea what they should sound like was more than challenging.
Like many ancient cultures the music originally would not have been written down & I have come to understand ‘playing the scenery’ was an accepted way of composing tunes. That is my excuse & I’m sticking to it! Later sharing this tale with my guitar teacher we concluded that this was a sound concept could be of use in any musical composition.
Heading back in the dark we picked our way carefully & amazingly found the track back using only our wits & natural moonlight. It truly was a magical place for as we traversed we were treated to calls of wild coyote that clearly were roaming in the mountains beyond the dunes not to mention other wild life that joined us at breakfast time the next day.
Pricey though the fuel here had been filling up lessened the risk of running out & meant we could get a head start in the morning.