Is avarice sometimes exhibited by cameos?

[todayiamadaisy]

All summer Australia's media was all about the New Normal, by which they meant: fire. Fire all summer, every summer. Spring, summer, autumn, nothing but fire. Perhaps, some suggested, we will have to change when we take our summer holidays, change our school year, change how our lives and society are structured, so we don't burn ourselves alive.

That feels like a lifetime ago. The New Normal, for now, turns out to be not black skies and sparks and crackle, but... this. And it has changed how we live, this tiny, invisible thing, far more effectively than a fiery cataclysm.

Mail! Just like that, we are connected to the world again. The bulb company has delivered our garden order. We will have a riot of colour come spring: daffodils and ranunculi and sweet pea seeds and... what's this? Half a dozen Cadbury's mini eggs. The box includes a label saying our order was packed by Sarah. It's nice to be reminded that there is someone somewhere else in the world.

In January, back in the Old Normal, I signed up for My Virtual Mission, which is a personal fitness challenge that converts your workouts to a distance that you can track on Google Maps. You can create your own for free, or pay for a pre-set challenge that gives you a little medal at the end, which is what I did - actually, since it was a New Year's resolution special offer, I signed up for two. This week, I finished the first one, New Zealand's Alps to Ocean route, with three days to spare. I've now begun my second challenge, the Grand Canyon route, and Google Maps seems to have me in the middle of a river. Not drowning, waving.

I might make biscuits tomorrow. I might take a photo each day for a week, perhaps of the same leaf. Anything to put off starting the knitting project, which I seem to have a mental block about.