Pandemic diary 52: Fucking Blackbird

Hippie alert.

Hello. I've done something stupid. I decided to pick up the guitar for the first time in about three years. And now my wrists hurt. So this will be a short post. Basically I loved it and couldn't stop and now my RSI has flared up. When will I learn that I can't compute AND play.

I made a video with the idea of showing progression, but not sure I'll be playing again for a while. Still, some muscle memory is there from learning this song about 15 years ago. Also, birds (what are birds?)!

Enjoy my pain, Schadenfreudsters.

There's a blackbird hanging around the garden at the moment btw – it's got a really lovely tune. Not like those great tits!

Thanks

Today I am thankful for TREES! We took a trip to the next park over from yesterday's Manor Farm Park to Ley Hill to see the Giant Redwoods (!) and take a stroll around Merritt's Hill. The trees there were something else.

Also got home in time for a Zoom gender reveal on my next great niece or nephew, who is due in October. They fired a cannon with pink or blue smoke. It was quite exciting. And they are going to have… whatever gender pink is! I probably should have checked. 😉

A Giant Redwood at Ley Hill, nearly 6m round and quite high, presumably with a long way to go.
There were some crazy carvings up there too, including a rabbit, bear and a tree with a hole in it.
Tiny Pete – is far away – but it is still a big tree.

Commission/hire me: fiona [at] fionacullinan.com


2 thoughts on “Pandemic diary 52: Fucking Blackbird”

  1. Ooh, I didn't know about Ley Hill Park! I do like a giant redwood. I have a friend who's just moved to Church Road in Northfield so have told her and am planning a run up there to have a look.

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