New Zealand outside of Auckland got the news we were hoping for yesterday. As of Wednesday, we will move to Covid alert level 2, which means we can all return to work and school. This level 2 is more restrictive than previous level 2s, because the Delta variant is so much more transmissible, but we’re all looking forward to the increase in freedoms.
A shout out to Auckland, which remains in level 4. You are all superstars! Hang in there, and thank you for your mahi. It can’t be easy, and my heart goes out to you all. Kia kaha!
Once again We reach the end Of lockdown’s Boring grind.
We’re headed back To work and school For which we all Have pined.
So vaccinate and Wash your hands And over all Be kind.
Don’t forget To don your mask And wear a Smile behind.
I’m lucky to have only one, relatively self-sufficient teen at home for lockdown, but I feel for parents of young children. Good weekend weather will have been a help, but homeschool fatigue will make the coming week difficult.
Desperation grows As the Days Tick By.
Worksheets that The school sent out Make The kids Sigh.
Hard to be upset about lockdown when the weather is beautiful. In fact, I was a bit disappointed I was asked to go into work today. I would have jumped at the opportunity on a rainy lockdown day, but today … well I would rather have been in the garden.
Spring has sprung It’s time to plant Your vegetables and flowers.
The birds are busy In the trees with Twiggy nests and bowers.
Hoe in hand I soon forget The viral threat we’re under.
With bright warm sun And growing things The season’s full of wonder.
After 65 poems, I’ve run out of the building wrap I’ve been writing them on. I’m amazed it’s lasted as long as it did—who would have thought the builders would throw away that much useful material?
In preparation for the exhaustion of my construction waste supply, I’ve been repurposing some magnet boards I made years ago for Bugmobile programmes. I now have a pair of chalkboards that I’ll attach to my makeshift fence out front. Now as long as my chalk holds out …
I’ve finished off the very last scrap Of discarded building wrap.
You might hope that I am done— More lousy verse won’t see the sun.
But you know what they always say— Where there’s will there’s a way.
Tomorrow’s verse won’t look the same But it’ll be just as lame.
All of New Zealand south of Auckland is now at alert level 3. To most of the rest of the world, level 3 is simply “lockdown”, but to us it represents an important easing of restrictions. Just like level 4, we have to stay in our bubbles, work from home, and not travel, but in level 3 we’re allowed to sell and purchase items that aren’t food or medicine, provided we can do it online and have contactless delivery or pickup.
I was terribly smug at the start of this lockdown, knowing I had a quilting project underway, for which I had all the supplies I needed. On day 1 of lockdown, I spread out the top, batting and backing, only to discover I was 14 cm short on batting. Horrors!
I’ve spent lockdown making do with other craft projects—things I never particularly intended to make, but had the supplies for. I’m looking forward to the opportunity to finally be able to order that narrow strip of batting I need for my quilt.
We go! We go To level three— A lot like level four. But it’s nice to Click and collect From your favourite store.
Another day, another … day. The good news is I’ve gotten work done in the garden around the rain we’ve had the past few days. I cracked open the compost pile, and the final product is excellent—always like Christmas when you discover you’ve got six cubic metres of compost to play with!
Unfortunately, it looks like the rain is going to hang around for a few more days, so any more work out there may have to wait.
Rain, rain, go away So we can go out and play. Covid’s got us stuck at home. Lockdown means we cannot roam. Because we’re tired of being lazy Rainy weather makes us crazy.