The Corona Diaries, day #40

And it snowed!

No, not really. This is the tamarisk in the garden as it goes from pink to almost white then green. Pretty at this stage, not so much afterwards.

So... it's been 40 days in the wilderness now. 
But the end is in sight.. kind of. A very blurred, imprecise end but well, we have a date for the easing of lockdown. What will actually happen then, no seems to have a clue.

I worked on some nice translation projects most of the day while Gaël cleaned out the garage, did the shopping and cooked dinner. Suits me!
The girls made their own modeling dough and Oliver mooched around being 16. Regular kinda day!

Hope the weekend is kind to you all x