Day four
6am and the Summer sun has brought a blue sky with it. It would be so nice to go out walking at this time, but that is a luxury I shall have to delay.
Cuckoo Song
W. de Wycombe 13th century
Sumer is icumen in,
Loude sing cuckou!
Groweth seed and bloweth meed,
And springth the wode now.
Sing cuckou!
Ewe bleteth after lamb,
Loweth after calve cow,
Bulloc sterteth, bucke verteth,
Merye sing cuckou!
Cuckou, cuckou,
Wel singest thou cuckou:
Ne swik thou never now!
I confess to having a great deal of negativity yesterday. Re-entry into the land of my birth has not been easy, and shall continue to be that way while I run down the list of actions necessary, and their obstacles.
Last year this time I was still writing my Covid diary. Now it's a Quarantine diary. I hope that soon I can write a 'What a Wonderful Life' diary. And yes I do realise that happiness cannot be found externally but only internally.
Research is not as easy without a computer and, of course, I'm not able to work on the next issue of The Blue Lotus magazine. I hope to get a second hand computer soonish, but am having to make do with this small Samsung phone and my damaged iPad Air. Ah, if only love were as easily replaced. Sigh.
Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled, love for sale.
(Love for Sale, Cole Porter 1930)
I have not been a fan of ordering things. However, as current food stocks dwindle I shall have to soon bite the bullet. After the last take away, which brought me a lukewarm cheese burger (and I had no microwave) , I am loath to do that a second time, though to be honest that was the fault of the terrible road upheaval in Siem Reap (Cambodia) and not the sender.
While incarcerated I am trying to feel the Buddhist Metta (loving kindness) Prayer. I say feel, because it is oh so easy to recite, but doing so from the heart is another matter entirely.
One year ago today I wrote…
"I presently sit at Common Grounds having breakfasted on Eggs Benedict, croissant and a large Flat White."
How life has changed. Now I don't take breakfast and have only Luwak White Koffie (original) 3 in 1 coffee from Indonesia, bought in Phnom Penh Cambodia, instead.
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