I sit in the garden with my weed removal up-to-date. More dandelions will appear tomorrow but today I rest. A variety of birds are collecting their supper from my newly-mown lawns Others are chattering in the nearby leaf-sprouting trees. Yes, lawns in the plural, I have four but they are small.
School has finished and young voices shout ‘Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.’ Do the repeated words mean they are still insecure at missing their friends? They need to be sure they will see them again tomorrow. I sit and revel in the moment. Once again I thank God that He has blessed me with a garden. It kept me going and gave me hope during lockdown.