From our privileged life in New Zealand, we have isolated ourselves from the rest of the community. We shelter in place. The government is paying a wage subsidy so I don't have to go to work. We stay in our own bubble, and don't burst anyone else's bubble. It's a scary time, and the number of cases keep climbing.
I go for walks in the tree trust, and found a chestnut tree. The walks provide a balm for my soul, and the fresh air helps my mental state.
Some of the children in the street fly their kites, and I can see the fluttering from the deck. It makes me smile.
This tree has red berries, and in the late afternoon sun, they are vivid against the green of the leaves.
I have been watching chrysalis and wait for butterflies to hatch. This one will probably hatch tomorrow. The colour changed to black yesterday.
I spend most of my days stitching on my various projects. This keeps me busy, and stops me thinking about the craziness in the world, and all the deaths. The situation in the USA concerns me, and I expect that 100,000 Americans will be dead by July, and 1 million by Christmas.
I have been following Sam Neill on Twitter, and he has provided light relief during this surreal time. He has conversations with gnomes (Sir Gerald), plays the ukulele badly, and makes short films (2mins or less) with other actors in lockdown around the world. Cinema Quarantine is the highlight of my week.
A family in Wellington created an original song and dance routine dedicated to being 'locked down' with his nearest and dearest.
https://www.nzonscreen.com/title/family-lockdown-boogie-2020
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