There is a time... so we read in Ecclesiastes 3, for everything and a season for every activity under heaven. And whilst I have certainly been busy writing at other levels and places, this blogsite has not enjoyed my interference for many seasons, and it is now time!
25 June 2020: 91 days into the lockdown period in South Africa now at level 3 restrictions. Chilly weather but blue skies. The kind of blue seldom seen in many European, Asian and North American cities due to tainted air- but now also seen as the skies clear and nature thrives amid the sparseness of human activity.
Sadly though , despite the resilience of nature and the joy of seeing the unusual sight of animals wandering city streets, mankind is again slowly wakening as it were from the economic sleep and the sound of life as we so prosaically call it when vehicles hustle their way through concrete and tar lined conduits is once again, post slumber, clouding and muting the feathered twitters recently enjoyed.
Covid is anything but finished with the human population though and numbers of infected as well as those passing on continues to climb while the gloved hands of the science world wrestle with test tubes, hypodermics and volunteers to find a vaccine before Covid mutates and any erstwhile cure becomes a mere panacea.
Businesses open then close as the virus interferes...schools do the same, whilst parents debate, ponder and become experts in Covid prevention where their children's desks sit in splendid isolation. Governments wax and wane in popularity as they rule then patronise with what may be done or not. Economies shrink whilst populations grow apace as the human psyche is forced into cohabitation and libido becomes more prominent than the wifi. A spike in Covid as winter wails or a spike in the late March summer of births...Covid Jones/Nineteen Khosi/Lockdown Lekwani and many more.
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