OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
My runaway baby slept for most of the day and made her mother quite anxious when she went out again in the evening. She did return, though, this time and spent the night at home. I still have no idea what prompted her to leave the property, but I am just grateful I found her.
We had a beautifully lazy Sunday, reading, watching sports and finishing the total relaxation with the last two episodes of Star Trek: Picard. Quite an ending. I will be thinking about the embedded philosophy for a while.
I watched the F1 championship race. I don’t usually watch F1, so I had no idea really what to expect or what actually happened, but it was very exciting nevertheless. I know a few of my friends were delighted with the outcome. I enjoyed the thrill of it all, but did not care who would win.
What I did care about was finally getting to read the American edition of Divine Justice by Joanne Hichens. I started quite a while ago and swallowed the first fifty pages or so in one go, but then a mountain of professional reading overwhelmed me and it took the quarantine to give me proper time to read again. I reread the opening and just kept going until it was time to deliver fresh milk to my love and wave at him in the ‘prison’ of his house. I did not take a photograph but the image of him will stick with me; he looked like one of those people we saw so often in the beginning of the pandemic: locked up behind a glass pane – unhuggable, but desperate for a hug. Soon.
Jo is such a bloody-good writer. I am loving Divine Justice, the characters, the pace, and Cape Town as more than just a setting. Looking forward to more.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local. Get vaccinated, please.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”