In our garden. X
Yesterday we blessed my grandparents’ graves (my grandmother’s grave in particular, as she is the one who recently died). After that we took the priest to the pub for lunch.
It was such a nice, sunny day, and because all the tertiary education institutions had their open days, the Australian Defence Force Academy had the Air Force Roulettes flying over. I’m so used to seeing them now, I recognised the sound of their engines before I even knew it was them – and I didn’t know they were supposed to be flying at the event! (Those aren’t pictures from yesterday – one is a training shot from my brother’s apartment balcony in Canberra, and the other is from the Formula One in Melbourne. I see them fly quite often.)
The week began with my social media accounts being hacked and frozen on Ukrainian Independence Day. Followed by a Trojan virus or twelve appearing on my computer after I reported on various sites on the wrongful conviction (after torture) to decades of hard labour for Ukrainian filmmakers by a Russian court, and on the deaths of dozens of Ukrainian soldiers in the past few days.
We have a big protest coming up in response to the phony convictions.
My review of The Drifter (Where the Trail Ends #1) by Anna Schmidt