Lockdown. Day 31. Same old same old. Diary: J and T arrive home in Aotearoa. WH and I in Annecy.
Sunny Days
Yet another stunner of a day whereby just when you think summer has finally packed its bags it just can’t seem to say good bye and returns, at least at the Mount it does and who can blame it. Whats not to love? It was 23 degrees today, a beautiful sea, loads of kids on the beach, you could of almost thought it was normal except for the lack of surfers and boats on the water. Thats something I miss and I can’t wait to see them again in a couple of days.
Saved the bike riding until late this afternoon, as nothing like mixing it up a bit to create some Covid-19 excitement. We made our way through our last undiscovered bit of the Main Street. I grabbed a shot of Burger King , a Covid-19 casualty, for posterity then ventured down the back lane. The shots are a bit dark as despite the blue skies the sun was falling fast and created long shadows, but I am sure you will get the picture. The one below I may have to go back at some stage with more light so the colours pop as I don’t think this shot doe it justice but I had to share it anyway.
I talked of grey the other day and then one of the first ones we come across is a series of cups, painted in all the shades between white and black. I really liked them. They made me think of perspective and “glass half full” even though I couldn’t see anything in them and one is upside down. Then on the next mural was a brilliant black and white. I loved the optimism and think it would off made a great Covid-19 mural. Just breathe.
Pilot Bay was full of people enjoying the sun and whilst it was tempting to hand around and watch yet another brilliant sunset we decided to head back before dark. 2 more sleeps until level three. Not that anything changes for us but at least it feels like something is happening and hopefully it moving forward.
Be grateful. Be kind. Wash your hands.
