This lockdown is not exactly like the first two. We are allowed to do more. It is true that non-essential shops are closed, so no more homeopathy for us! We are, this time, allowed to travel up to 10 kilometres from home. this allows us to see daughter v2 and her offspring. It also allows them to come to our house and search for eggs that, as is normal in our alternative universe, are to be found hanging from various plants and trees.
This involved much running and screaming. A normal afternoon here in insanesville...
When egg hunting you need your own personal bucket.
...and a certain amount of intent of purpose...
"Will she notice if I nick this?"
Counting egg time...
"I won but I'm saying nothing..."
"She won but I'm going to nick her eggs when she's not looking..."
With the egg hunt over, it's time to relax...
Maybe...
No way!
What happens next...
Oops
Look at me!
Don't look at me!
Hmm. That didn't quite work out...
Wild thing.
As the day draws to an end, we see tired but happy children, a tired but happy mother, and a grandmother with a warm feeling inside.
But meanwhile, life begins anew.
Let me introduce you to Foo Quack. One of the four eggs in the incubator.
Little has changed on the outside, but inside the cells are multiplying like crazy. Not much to see yet, but here's what it looks like on the inside...
A tiny dot. Hovering between life and not life. An uncertain life. A potential life. A life called Foo Quack.
Fuqua to his friends...
Thanks for this blog, it is a very refreshing read.
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