Lost souls ..

In our different ways I feel both poor old mum and I are rather lost at the moment ..  she slept for most of the day, but when awake was fairly vacant.

I managed to keep calm about the lack of eating and drinking - but the apparent taking of tablets, followed by spitting them out really challenges my patience.

As for me - I feel I should be using my time here better. I could be using my oodles of crafty stuff - but there is no motivation nor muse encouraging creativity so I just leave the house for an escape instead.

It's even lonelier being in a house with someone who can't communicate than it is being out of the house, alone.

A pied wagtail.