Thursday 05 November
Today started with some mild Covid19 concern at work but it all got sorted swiftly and calmly. The first day of the second nationwide lockdown started with a bit of a bang.
We have had a box of tree saplings delivered to the school for us to plant up on the school grounds and in the local community. We are planting a cluster of hazel trees in the new woodland area near the canal and a few crab apple trees in the area that will become our food and produce area. We then have some dog roses to plant in our mindful space.
The roads felt a little less busy but nothing like the post-apocalyptic emptiness of March and April. It feels very different this time round. People are tired of it all, a little war-weary and perhaps, even unconvinced by the scale of it. There is still anxiety out there though, mainly among the elderly and those that have a link to the old or vulnerable.
I am sat in a seriously uncomfortable chair at the CUFC football stadium waiting to give blood. Everything is slower, more people waiting in socially distanced space. I’m on a chair propping open the doors. Every space is being used. There is a desperate need for blood at the best of times but even more so at the moment. I guess many donors can’t or have chosen not to.
The US election still hasn’t been resolved although it looks like Joe Biden will sneak it. Just a few more states counting the postal ballots and it’s tight. The implications are far reaching. Biden has said that he will focus on trade and relations with the EU, which of course the UK is leaving at the end of the year.
All in all, it’s a time of so much worry and concern. And it feels exhausting. I know we will all get through it but big events and issues tend to space themselves out. But those tiny tree saplings that have been delivered to us to plant, nurture and grow will provide us with something positive to do over the next couple of weeks.
The Bald Birder 