Not really lockdown any more - week 18 - Thursday to Saturday.

Oh, look at that: three days since my last lockdownish post. Things are strange now - there's still a crisis, we're wearing masks in shops and buses (not that we've been on any buses since we bought Bluebell the Car) but it's harder to remember that we're in the grip of a pandemic because Scotland is doing well and we don't know anyone who's been ill here and we can now see the family - except so far, Daughter 2 and Littlest Granddaughter. In fact we could go and see them now, except that we're about to be selling (let's hope) her Edinburgh flat by showing it to lots of enthusiastic buyers. Anyway, to that end, Mr L has been videoing it, using the very complicated and heavy gimbal sent for by Son-in-Law 2. SIL 2 will then edit this film together, because that's one of the things he does professionally. As instructed, Mr L and I went on Friday morning to the shore at Leith, which isn't far from the flat, to shoot a bit of film which will give a brief air of look-where-you-could-stroll to the video.

Then the Edinburgh Two came round. They did the usual things - they still, at 9 and 7, enjoy the sandpit, except on this occasion it was a bakery. They made cakes, and "coffee with mush". Very appetising.

In between coffees with mush, I took pictures of the garden,

which is

in full

flower.

Then, for a while, Biggest Granddaughter became a wild woozer (they said) and chased her brother round the garden.

There was much hilarity.

And some drawing took place.

Big Grandson has very specific interests.

These mainly involve transport.

But he did go back to running a cafe for a while, taking careful orders. Prices were very competitive. Biggest Granddaughter and I were the customers; she took on various personae. 

It's so lovely being a granny. When you're a mum, in my case of three children within five years, you don't have that much time to sit around being part of a fantasy cafe drama. Now... all the time in the world. 

Today, for the first time for weeks (blame the flat) we walked up the hill. 

Currently...

it's all about the willow herb

and ragwort.

So pretty.

And such weeds. The hillside is covered with a sea of pink and yellow. I don't normally think these colours go with each other, but here: beautiful.

And then we went back down to the road. This is a very steep path; one's knees are slightly wobbly by the bottom. But home's not far.