This morning I managed to write half an essay ( rough copy)for my last EMA assignment of E302, which is not too bad going considering I had Covid to deal with!

The weather's  looking good outside it doesn't rain, so that's ok. In the  afternoon I will take a slow stroll up to the recycling point at the big car park,  along the main road. It is not too heavy just 2 bags containing  plastic bottles and papers. I walk very slowly because I am still suffering Covid symtoms!

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I have had everything thrown at me, now it is Covid19.
I am still determined to complete this module!
I have chosen something to write about for the assignment, which should cover the required criteria, so I am now in the process of planning and taking notes. Nothing will stop me achieving my goal not even Covid!

Hopefully I will not have too much brain fog!. (He! he!) Drinking hot lemon with honey and sucking strepsils 🍯🥄🍋 only a slight cough.

Hubby seems ok now and improving everyday.🙂

Thank you for all your good wishes!

I have Just tested myself this morning and the LFT test came up positive. So I now have Covid 19, my son also has it too. I feel quite poorly, high temperature, dry tickly cough, sore throat and some vomiting too. I am going to go to  bed now!

This is how I spent my Saturday afternoon, relaxing in the garden and pottering about putting some new plants in pots. Feeling very tired today for some reason.  Mostly I was just making the most of the good weather.

This morning I managed to study and get through some more reading. Book 3 is almost finished but I still just have the EMA to do in May.
Just putting in the final touches to TMA 04 (2, 500 for the word count) then it is ready to type up and go!

Good luck to all of you doing TMAs this week!

Gill

I stuck to my lent fast today! abstaining from all food! It was very hard, but I have a friend who is also on a lent fast, so we could console each other!

The weather was sunny and mild, so my friend and I went for a walk,  around the village and through the park. We took the little footpath off the beaten track through the field, leading to the next village, where it was all quiet, a deserted field, where we met no other walkers.

We called in at the lovely little old chapel, where much earlier on there had been an Easter service/mass for good friday. The door was  always open during the day until 5.30pm so we went inside to pray.

We lit a candle there and said a little prayer, each for our families.We stayed like this for a few minutes in silence. Thinking also about what is happening in the world, the bigger picture of which we are only a very small part.
Leaving the church,  we slowly  strolled back towards our village.

We then ended up walking back through the wood, close to my home, there we sat for a while, chatting, listening  to birdsong and admired and tried to identify all the different flowers growing in the wood.

 We also waved to some of the elderly people,  looking out of the window of the residential home for the elderly, as we passed by near the woods.They smiled and waved back to us.

I think in a few weeks there may be many more Bluebells growing in this wood,  so really looking forward to seeing that, as it's always such a spectacular display!

It had been good today,  for me to have a break from housework, and  studying, my friend she also enjoyed her time off work. Yes, it had turned out to have been a very good Friday!

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This afternoon as the weather was mild, I was able to take a walk. I walked through the park, through the cemetery and on into the wood. Where many new flowers had grown recently since my last visit. There were Bluebells and whitebells, tulips and red Campion as well as a few remaining daffodils! 

In my cottage
I feel safe
A cosy winter hideaway
Is my kitchen Snug and warm with Coffee pot, and breakfast tray

In winter time
I stay for hours
Because its far
from winter showers
Wiith wooden table
White painted chair
There's lots of fruit and flowers 

To the other rooms
The door is closed
It's In the kitchen
I will remain
And look outside
to see the garden grow
And watch the winter rain or snow

In summer the door
Is open wide 

Then it feels like I'm outside

And  part of the garden

The grass is my rug
the trees my wall
There's the fountain and waterfall

The birds fly down
From lofty trees
While at the  kitchen table  I sit and read                           

birds fly down

To Hop on the garden table
And gather up the seed.

Gill Burrell