OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
One of those rare days when there wasn’t enough coffee to keep me awake. Arriving home last night, I stood on the stoep for a while and just breathed in the fresh sea scent. I live quite a distance away from the shore, but sometimes the sea visits, and last night she came in all her perfumed glory. A clear indication of a change in weather, and so it was. I could hardly keep my eyes open on this foggy, drizzly, partly sunny, mild day. My love and I went for a walk and got rained on towards the end. But we had a simple braai for lunch, so it was all warm and cosy next to the fire on the stoep. Mozart and Glinka came to join us.
In the afternoon, I managed to do some good work before and after my sleep. Not sure what this evening holds, but I guess my DVD collection will provide some much-loved distraction. And a good sleep during the night would be welcome.
Salieri is slightly better, but I think we will have to visit the vet before our scheduled check-up in February. Sigh. My poor baby.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local. Get vaccinated, please. Live.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”