It is what it is

And what it is, is that when this massive interruption to life started the crocuses were barely over and blossom was on the trees.
Then there was the joy of bluebells and the most wonderful blooming of roses.
Now flowers are setting seeds, blackberries are in flower, and there’s still no end to it.
Yes, it could be a lot worse, and personally I haven’t been restricted that much. People I know have had the virus and survived it. I have money to pay my credit card bill and toilet rolls in the cupboard.
I just hate all this uncertainty.