I have been sitting here contemplating what to write about. I've not really been posting at all. To be honest, I don't really have much new to contribute. Since Covid, I've essentially been sitting at home waiting it out...
and waiting... and waiting...
I have been scouring through old photos trying to find some adventure from the past that I forgot to write about from the before times. So far I have not had much luck.
At least Amanda's dad is getting out and getting some exercise finally. He has been in lockdown as well, but finally was able to get vaccinated. Now he's starting up some new veggies in the old allotment.
Wow... I really traveled around a lot before Covid. I have zero recollection of some of the places that I visited in these photos. My memory is absolutely shot! It seems that we traveled so much, and went to so many places that my brain can no longer keep them in short term memory.
I mean, you'd think I'd remember a gorgeous place like that, right? No such luck. It doesn't even ring a bell, or spark the slightest hint of a memory. I suppose it is a good thing that I took photos!
Well, there is a clue, I suppose. Wherever we were, my father in law was there with us. Well, that isn't really much of a clue, considering that he went with us on most of our trips around England.
I guess for now I can just dream of getting out there and traveling the world again. I really can't wait, actually. Mostly because my poor little son is 8 months old and has barely seen another person, let alone the big world out there. He must believe that the world consists of mostly our livingroom, and the path we take to go on a walk.
Let's hope this misery ends soon! I hope we've all learned to appreciate our freedoms from this experience.
