Marie's April Article

27 Apr 20

April, 2020

 How life has changed for millions of people worldwide in the past couple of months due to the pandemic.  Almost from day one of 2020 we have had devastating floods caused by torrential rain, rivers overflowing and people unable to pursue normal lives.  We are having to self-isolate due to our age and Dave’s health problems.  Fortunately we have family members who willingly do shopping for us.  It has been said that the Virus doesn’t like the sun or warm weather, so let’s hope for a hot summer.

When I see the adverts on T.V.  I realise how times have changed.  All washing used to be dried outside, ironed and aired.  Then I saw this lady who put her blouse in the washing machine, dried it and put it straight on to go for an interview. 

As we watch Spring unfolding, it is a miracle to see Snowdrops struggle through grass and last year’s dead weeds.  I am particularly thrilled this year to see the Celandines in abundance and the Camellia bushes in bloom, in spite of ill health this winter not letting us look after the garden so well.  At school we used to sing –

Daisies are our silver, Buttercups our gold,

these are all the treasures we can have or hold;

        Raindrops are our diamonds and the morning dew;

       While for shining Sapphires, we’ve the Speedwell Blue. 

       What a lovely thought.  

              Marie Cove.

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