May 24, 2021
For so many years, I'd had so much joy taking pictures of my garden, especially in the spring, but not this year. I've been feeling so restlessly, out of place, like something is missing and I can't make much sense of it.
Thinking about it I wonder if these feelings are a late reaction to the global lockdowns and financial and emotional strain of the pandemic, both in general and within the bubble of our family.
I think I managed the pandemic mayhem well up to a couple of months ago. I've accepted what I could not change, and I've been doing the right things to help reduce the spread of this virus without feeling my freedoms have been curtailed, but lately, I've been caving into these feelings and it's not been easy to cope with these emotions.
