Odd socks

First weekend day of what has become a strange new way of being. Lots of time at home. Quick trips for essentials. Waving at relatives through windows.

Today we seemed to manage to make it all feel ok, despite the bigger worries in the world.

We shared a socially distanced coffee with my folks. Got some work done in the garden. And opened a bottle of something in the evening. Well, why not?

Wearing odd socks for World Down Syndrome day.