We are in the 4th month (or is it forever, or is it limbo time of some kind) of the pandemic.
One way to keep sane for me was to write. And there was plenty to write about. The bushfires, the pandemic disaster, the deaths in America, and the ever-hovering Trump.
But hey, we had a resumption of family dinners, tentative visits to friends, and we went to a restaurant.
I hope you like my latest pages.