Written 20 May, 2020. A sad dream: I woke at 4.30 and after tossing and turning, got up to work on my chapter, and on the way to picking up my computer, saw chicken on a plate for the magpie. I put it out on the rail, then forgot everything but my chapter. K,… Continue reading…
Written 19 May, 2020. My over-exuberant auto-immune disease goes wild, I think because two days ago, when I dragged the water tank through scrub, a tick bit. I got the tick out, but the bite glows scarlet, and now I’m lame in one foot, and can only swallow liquids. My auto-immune system. At least… Continue reading…
Written 18 May, 2020. It’s easy to prise oysters off the rocks, though not always easy to pierce the shell when you must slurp them straight away, standing on the beach. But we managed to get about eighteen and roasted them for 5 minutes on PH S’s BBQ, What’s hard is prising… Continue reading…
Written 17 May, 2020 This morning white cotton wool felts the mountains, the river, the boats, the jetty, the boats – hiding it all, hushing it all, so you feel there’s no world anymore, only this room, Once when we had to leave to get K somewhere, after half an hour, we passed… Continue reading…
Written 16 May, 2020 I wake up to a silvery morning. The house at the bay’s end has just been bought by T. One day I was rowing slowly across the bay, dipping my oars in deep, pulling hard but easily, and he came up behind in his motor boat and asked… Continue reading…
Written 15 May, 2020 We wait all day for promised rain for the water tanks. I desolately tap them; there’s a dull thud only a third of the way up. Then it comes in a cloud, just as we’re about to set out for our food box from Homer’s, and – joy- a cappuccino… Continue reading…
Written 14 May, 2020. After two and a half days of shaking the computer, the video is finally on You Tube. I might lie back for the rest of the day and throw grapes into my mouth. Or at least drag the two old smashed water tanks down the cliff, so Moxham will put… Continue reading…
Written 13 May, 2020. The video still uploading….61%…It seems to upload faster when i use the computer than when I’m sleeping and it is too. This has led to my “shaking” theory, that uploading doesn’t happen when the computer is untouched, but speeds up when it’s shaken by use. I observed this phenonemen during the… Continue reading…
Written 12 May, 2020 Sophie’s drawing of her nightmare; this jetty and river are like a view of mine from the eye of a passing bird, or a floating spirit. No new cases in NSW. In Brazil, 10, 600 deaths and when it was reported to the President, he said, “So what?” And… Continue reading…
Written 11 May 2020. The long trip back, the arrival with shopping bags, the load and unload on the flying fox. Dy comes by late afternoon for a cuppa and a yarn. We tell him of a chat we had with the kind-hearted C at DB’s, who carried our bags and gas bottles –… Continue reading…