Ireland began a new country-wide Level 5 lockdown for 6 weeks at midnight as Covid cases have been spiralling upwards.
The sun is blazing outside and thankfully we can exercise within 5km of home.
It’s desperately tough on many people and my thoughts are very much with those who are feeling bereft, anxious, lonely and vulnerable.
Right now, I feel like one of the lucky ones but know there will be moments of darkness lurking in the weeks ahead.
I feel that nature and the arts are going to be vital and was thrilled when a parcel of books arrived in the post yesterday from my big brother who knows way better than most how to keep me buoyant.
So, I leave you with a few lines from Sheenagh Pugh’s poem, ‘Sometimes’:
Sometimes our best efforts do not go amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to. The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow that seemed hard frozen; may it happen for you.