Category: Tsc Tempest Photography

April 25th is, for some, a day of celebration, and for others, one of remembrance: I was awoken this morning by the urgent calls of a loud hailer; People line up building block by building block- the people are nervous, why are we testing again? A sugar glider is an unusual pet, it accompanies its…

This morning the cart comes… we have another delivery, what is it this time? The bag on my door fell to the floor, the adhesive hook is lost, inside the bag is a box of 10 tests; This new series of tests includes QR codes; A surprise inclusion in the test kit is a little…

The weather has turned, it’s raining and cold. The damp air chills my bones: This morning, it rains non-stop and puddles form; We are testing today at centralized locations, because the rain interferes with mobile testing; A stray cat stops for a scratch, it cares nothing for my presence; A volunteer takes a moment to…

This morning, it’s already 22 degrees… the days are getting warmer; I am on my last Barrel of water, things are starting to look desperate; Crumpets… For some reason I woke up this morning,  fancying a bit of Crumpet; The volunteers come again. Today with a delivery of bread; Food goes bad, I chop a…

45 days…six weeks… one and a half months… half a season… 1/8 of a year… Interesting how one’s perspective changes, depending on how we measure the time… but I digress. Today, outside the window deliveries come again; This time eggs, that people have ordered; The volunteers take the eggs from the cart to the door,…

The alarm clock was a loud hailer calling us out to test again; Today I got the 10:1 vial; After a walk around the building, I looked around the corner at the next row’s setup; Some people dash off to the side to take a call, and delay their return to their homes, good for…

Easter Monday. This morning I took a delivery of some cabbage from a neighbor,  I got one extra cabbage more than what I expected, you little rippa! This long, thin one is going into cabbage bread; Deliveries continue and this time there is some purchases taking place…the car is full of toilet paper; A surprise…

The days are starting to blur one into the other. Wake up, make tea, look out the window, scan the phone for community notices… yes, another antigen test today, this time with a mobile service. I put tea from an aluminium pot, a family heirloom, almost as old as I am; The volunteers continue to deliver…

Easter Sunday. Not everyone observes the religious aspect of this day. ‘And It’s much more difficult for young children to engage in the, “Bunny Fun” also associated with this day.  For me the morning is just another blur… “Any procedural news for today?” Yes, line up for another test… Home made bread as toast, with…