I have now been back at home (in the shed) and growing vegetables longer than I was away. I’ve had plenty of time to ponder my multitude of privileges, very aware that lockdown for me has (on the whole) been a joy; an opportunity to reconnect with the land I grew up in, spend time with my family, and with time and space to reflect and create.
I realised this evening that I’ve been home seven weeks, which is almost as long as I spent on boats between January and March. Hours have turned into days, into weeks and now months. Instead of the thousands of miles I had thought I would be sailing, the dozens of shores I was going toContinue reading “An update from the garden”
I’m sawing through old planks of wood, building compost bays as part of my effort to dig for victory in this battle against food shortages amidst a global pandemic of coronavirus. (What a context…)
I have long been a fan of Desert Island Discs and have often thought about what my choices would be or how I would actually fare with only eight songs to listen to, so I thought a 3 week crossing of the Atlantic might be a good time to try it…
It’s harder to write about where I’ve been and what we’ve done than events from long ago, or inspiration for my journey. I wonder if it is interesting to anyone other than my mum? Possibly not, but this is supposed to be a blog about what I’m doing now as well as all the other stuff, so I should at least try.