Spring has sprung. We’ve been having many perfect days since the beginning of the month. The cherry and apple blossoms are gone and those trees have leafed out now. The magpies are swooping big-time. I have at least 6 different kinds of flowers blooming in my front garden. Many other trees have started to blossom or leaf out, also. I haven’t had to turn on my room heater in two weeks. I’ve taken the doona off the bed. And the local volunteer fire brigade has already had its first two bushfire call-outs of the year.
It all passes by in a blur, though. I get out for short walks, but I haven’t been on the bike in three weeks. I’m putting in long, long, stressful hours at work and pushing my health ever backward such that I have absolutely no energy to ride. I’ve gone from 70 percent pre-illness capacity back to 40 percent again in the past two months. And the intense work is going to last until at least the end of September. In a sign that my immune system is incredibly screwed, I got spiked in my pinkie finger by a tiny hair off of a plant in my garden a couple weeks ago. That blew up into a major infection that required a week of antibiotics. I can’t even fight off a simple staph infection in my finger!
So as I work myself closer to death, I sent the guys out to find arches. Kermit took his bike. Verne took the camera. No sense them being stuck in my 3.5 x 3.5 square metre work-from-home prison cell, too! We don’t have all that many buildings around ‘town’, but here is what they came up with.
The feature photo is a common sight in older areas around here – a half tire arching over the water meter to protect it from the elements. I can’t remember if this is something that is seen in America or not. It is not common here in ‘nice’ neighbourhoods, but is common in all the places I’ve ever lived in!