Back to the salt mines

by chuckofish

Wednesday was my first day back “at work” at home! I made my way through my e-mail inbox and survived 90 minutes on Zoom.

Of course teleworking is a much easier scenario in which to return to my job. I still get to be at home with the darling Katiebelle and I am very, very grateful for that. If there is a silver lining to the pandemic, this is definitely it!

On Tuesday, we planned an outing to a favorite farm of ours, where we have picked apples in the past. We were craving peaches and I liked the idea of picking my own bouquet. Now, this involved at least two hours in the car round trip, nursing in a parking lot, and timing our “wake windows” just right to avoid a baby meltdown — all for about thirty minutes of outdoor activity.

But in these unprecedented times thirty minutes of outdoor activity is worth it, am I right?

I probably could have taken my mask off, eh?

And (I’m paraphrasing here) but it is a truth universally acknowledged, that a man in possession of a good camera, must be in want of a butterfly to photograph.

In other news: the darling babe (and her mother) adapted well to nighttime sleep in the nursery as discussed last week. Here she is waking up one morning, thrilled to tackle the day: