I was just thinking, as I picked some lemons in the sunshine, how exquisitely beautiful each fruit is. Instead of being "oh, just the lemon tree", it's now a source of vital nourishment. Each fruit is to be cherished, as maybe, before too long, that Vitamin C that it gives us will be essential. Looking at my tomatoes, I felt the same. I had never thought how lovely each fruit actually is. I should explain that we live rurally, a long way from a supermarket and will be entirely dependent for the duration of our 4-week lockdown, on what we have stored, and what we can produce ourselves. I know it sounds a bit woo, but I feel like a partner with Mother Earth, carefully husbanding her bounty. Maybe it's the surreal silence. Shoot me down as a madwoman if you choose.