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Orange juice and lemon..




These are strange times.People seem to be crumbling like a pack of cards.Everyday  we open the television to hear the news with some trepidation.
We do it just once a day.I have sort of got into the routine  of doing my chores in the kitchen.I am getting a taste of the farm life but can also slowly feel myself getting fitter by Gods grace.
I baked a lemon curd cake today for Marty’s birthday.Martin is my nephew in faraway Australia..I am trying to perfect the art of baking a cake and I seem to be getting there after so many hits and misses.
We are also hit by onslaught of memes which keep us laughing...
The architecture of the trees have always fascinated me and today I was introduced to Chinese teak by my mother.There are beautiful butterflies dancing all over the place.
I am so grateful to God for this time at home.I realise that the whole thing has been timed in such a way that it could only be by God’s immense grace in my life.
Had I not been home,my parents would have been worried sick.I would have been worried sick about the family also .I would have missed my dad’s 90th birthday on the 9th of April and I would have missed celebrating Easter at home.
With another dozen days to go I am ready mentally to get back to work.My hunch is we are just about to hit the high as far as covid cases are concerned.
Everyone seems frightened about covid but the fact remains that ‘.....our time is in His  hands..’
Sharing some newspaper clippings from 2nd world war.Talk of character,

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