The humankid nest is completely empty as Clare flew out at 3, (sniff. We miss her already) and I am very grateful for dogs and cats. The cats are very peeved - their lap and bed with compliant human just LEFT. Anyway, just us old birds now. I really need to get onto extending the vege garden, and sorting some more seeds. And a ton of writing work. Still, life continues. We're more-or-less OK with firewood and Abalone and squid. We're all out of the 'better' fish. Veggies are not really holding their own. Garlic and first red onions are growing, sage is dying, the rest survives. And we move slowly on.
It's a little hard not to be depressed -- a feeling I have with books and writing right now too. But we're battlers.