Life's a Stitch

That's 169 days since we finished our quarantine, having arrived back in Canada from Bali. The current Canadian case count is inching up to where it was back then. There's only one reason why that's so – careless people. I'm finding it depressing that we've lived this way for six months and there's really no improvement, nor end in sight.

That aside, there's still progress in our lives.

Another row of squares has been completed on the pandemic blankie:

The number of kilometres walked in our immediate area – 800K (500 miles). My own Covid Camino. That is the same distance as our first pilgrimage in 2015, except then we completed it in about 42 days of walking.  I don’t keep track of how far I walk each day, but I know the amount of time I spend, so today I did the math and it surprised me. I read that many people have taken up regular walking or running as part of their isolation routine. Add up those k’s, you’ll be surprised at the distance you’ve covered.

A year ago we were in Porto preparing to start our third Camino de Santiago:

The pandemic walking has been accompanied by 11 audiobooks.

The commission count for pet portraits: seven dogs and three cats.

Don't know why I didn't start sooner, but my list of successful geocaches has grown by 26.

The smoke from my last post has cleared and we can see the sky and the sea again. Things are looking up.