Riding the Waves to Eternity: Hangin’ with the Cosmic Surfer

Into the Shadowlands

A big day for me today: I went out for the first time in daylight for quite some time. Compared to the last time I was out, whenever that was, the roads were notably busier, though not as busy as they used to be when things were ‘normal’. I took quiet backstreets whenever I possibly could.

By the supermarket itself, where I’d gone to pick up the current Private Eye and some odds and ends, there was a lot of activity caused by the re-opening of the McDonalds drive-through. The supermarket itself, though, while busier than previously, was not operating at full capacity. Distancing measures were in place, all the trolleys and baskets were being cleaned between uses, and sanitiser was available for those who wished it.

I was wearing a mask, but the majority of customers weren’t (I’d guess less than 25% of us were). A significant proportion ignored the arrows on the floor. I got what I wanted and got out into fresh air again sharpish.

***

It rained yesterday and overnight and the garden responded accordingly; I could swear the grass put on an inch in less than 24 hours. I managed to get some odds and ends done in the back before the rain started, and spend some time after lunch stripping any emerging fruit from our two damson trees that looked dodgy. I had to prune them quite severely last year after they were attacked first by leaf-curl aphids then by something else. They’re still not back to full health.

Once again, I got a bit of writing in. Not a lot, but some. I did get some reading done–the Private Eye I mentioned and a bit of background research for the story, so all is well.

***

Music: In my 1970 music blog for today, I wrote about how Rod Stewart’s Gasoline Alley is superior in every important respect to Deep Purple’s In Rock (released 50 years ago today). That determined tonight’s selection: Rod Stewart, Maggie May/Gasoline Alley