One of five...

...yellow tulips in the 'yard.

Decidedly chilly - cold enough overnight for a dusting of snow on the Cheviot, and this morning we had hail and, for a short time, sleet! Sunshine later, though.

Morning spent mostly on the computer and phone, dealing with several things necessitated by the current situation. One was establishing whether we can organise supermarket food deliveries for MrM's dad, who lives in a rural area about 230 miles away. Organisations close by would deliver food and other necessities, but he's too fiercely independent and bloody-minded proud to ask for help. At 88, he's catching the bus to shop in the nearest town, and a couple of weeks ago cycled, almost disastrously, to the nearest supermarket, 7 miles away. To cut a long story short, we can arrange to have his shopping delivered, but whether he will allow it to happen is another matter.

MrM walked up Humbleton Hill this evening, while I joined a Zoom yoga session. It was hilarious, but there was very little yoga as the teacher's Zoom connection cut out after15 minutes. The rest of us spent 45 minutes chatting, doing a couple of Quigong exercises and about 5 minutes of yoga, as well as becoming much more familiar with Zoom. Lots of interesting views of people's ceilings along the way...

Lockdown, day 51, Wednesday