THE TABLE HAS BEEN EMPTY
The first dinner after "lockdown" was at this very sparse table, with a favourite cousin; three of us still social distancing at a table opened up for eight. Fortunately, all three of us are quite vocal.
We're beginning to see normal again in Australia (at least), while aware that stillness and solitude continue for friends and relatives in America, France, Britain and Denmark.
I've taken up the keyboard again, at last. For many months, as well as suffering from a general numbness, it seemed irrelevant to talk about, even with a wry smile, the placing of cheese on a plate, getting children to eat their greens and holding their cutlery "correctly" , the trials of feeding the sour dough starter.
But I continue to obsess, to cringe, to observe and to be moved. I'll be working on...