OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks

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.”

— NICD