OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
A typical Monday, i.e. headless chicken kind of day. But most of the stuff that needed to be done, got done. I just couldn’t help wanting to return to Oudrif all day long …
I really did not mean to prophecy the volcano eruption. It was uncanny to read about it in detail today. What else could possibly go wrong? How about something – many things – going extremely well now? Most of us need a break from the relentlessness of the times, especially the third wave …
And I do have fantastic news: my love returned to work and is feeling cautiously optimistic about it. And my Mom had the first dose of her vaccine on Friday and is feeling great. No side-effects whatsoever. Also, she had some unexpected but pretty awesome financial news. I am relieved and super-happy for her.
Here, the disaster zone is being attended to. Front gate fixed, ADT technician booked, the number of a reliable contractor found. I phoned the vet to ask about Salieri’s diet. We are trying out a compromise involving some chicken (Salieri’s favourite), and I am feeding the other cats their favourite treats on the sly. Not sure how far we will get with this solution, but I will do whatever I can to keep them healthy and safe.
My love and I had the first batch of my home-grown oyster mushrooms for dinner tonight (they were absolutely delicious). If you never hear from me again, you know what happened …
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”
— NICD