words fail me.
Putting out a candle on the doorstep in memory of all those who have died of Covid was so very enotional. I felt as if I faced the enormity of it, and it was like a blow to the chest.
I can't see the neighbouring houses, and very few cars pass, so only the forest saw my candle and that heightened the loneliness and isolation which has been the worst part of the pandemic for me and for so many.
Recovering, counting the days, gardening like crazy and enjoying the daffodils and the wonderful blog friends who keep me going! Thank you for being here.