Kirk

I don't where the days are going. Doing hee haw seems to take ages. Though I did do some more one-armed weeding which was very satisfying. What wasn't so satisfying was the upsetting call to my wee mum, confused and isolated in the care home.
We managed a socially distant stroll to Currie Kirk for a walk around the graveyard, a seat, a sketch and a chat. The Water of Leith was packed with not so distant runners and cyclists.