At the beginning of lockdown - not knowing how long it would last or how it would feel - I decided to document this period of stasis in my house and family with a daily set of identical pictures. Every day at around 10am I photograph the view down the street, people crossing the road outside our house, the mess on my kids’ bedroom floor and some small items in the home, adding a screenshot of my mother who is recovering from an eye operation. Initially there is no visible change but eventually the leaves start to come out on the trees, the flowers inside die, my mum's eye gets better, the girls room gets messy but then gets clean again. Life continues its gradual processes and one can start to see and feel the slow passing of time and the gentle cycle of things in a way that we had almost forgotten. We still don't know how long it will go on but we take it a day at a time and are learning to be patient.