Greenfinch

I'd been coughing through the night and just didn't want to get up! The Man was good and let me sleep, but each time I roused I didn't feel good so when I finally decided to get up after 2pm I decided to take a Covid test. Sure enough, there was a very thin red line, faint but nevertheless, it was there.

I had to email people who were expecting me to be doing things, Sunday School, a photo shoot of all the people who'd helped with the felted items at a dedication service on Sunday and a photo course on Monday.

The course was to be the last one I was giving before I close the studio. The client couldn't come any later in the month.

It was a bad time to catch it but I couldn't ignore how I felt and not test. #2 Daughter also caught it this week and is on special medication to try to stay out of hospital this weekend. I wouldn't want to pass it on to a vulnerable person, even though it's reduced in severity for most of us.

I slept most of the rest of the day and evening, getting up briefly to point the camera at the juvenile greenfinch on the seeds in the evening light,