Not a very spectacular photo, but yesterday night it rained, just once, the whole night through. We also had some light effects and accompanying noise from the storm. Our cat Tabby was making herself comfortable on a chair outside on the porch and suddenly changed her mind, deciding to spend the night indoors. We had been expecting the big storm for a few days, but it could not make up its mind. Grey skies, almost black, were suddenly chased away by the sun, but now it has happened. We are not sorry, the garden always needs water, but the water we use from our hose is an expensive commodity and we are always glad when it falls downwards from above.
On the way home from the supermarket yesterday morning, we saw this object on the road when driving. I was glad I was not driving, I had done my bit driving to the supermarket and it was now Mr. Swiss turn at the steering wheel on the way home. What could it be – a body bag, a piece of luggage dropped off a bicycle, as it was laying in the bicycle lane of the road. The mystery was soon solved.
Yesterday was the garden rubbish collection, and being organised Swiss, we have special containers. When they are emptied, they are light weight. There was a light wind blowing and one had arrived in the middle of the road.
At the moment in our local town of Solothurn we are the literture days. There are various events where well known authors are invited, mainly Swiss, to give readings from their books, but also other popular authors from Europe, to give a talk. It all happens in a large building on the River Aar, known as “Landhaus”, the large building on the right in the photo.
This has taken place every year for many years. I visited the occasion last year as there was a workshop with various book translaters and I wanted to see how they worked. It was a little disappointing as they were just sitting at computers doing what I do at home, writing their translations. There was also a conference where I made a short visit. There were a couple of translaters, mainly American, just reading passages from their translations and no opportunity to actually make direct contact with them, as they were all sitting on one side of the room, a little disappointing.
So yesterday it seems that a female professor from the literature days crossed the road when the light was red, in front of a waiting police car, at the main Solothurn railway station and she was fined. The problem is that the police find pedestrians are guilty themselves of being a danger on the streets and also interrupting the traffic. Just a silly small story, but it made headlines here because it was one of the literature people and we do not have a lot of world news happening in our little market town. You can drive through it and not even notice you had been there. If you visit Solothurn in the evening when the literature days are happening, you notice there is a completely different public in town, not the usual locals, but those bringing a breath of fresh “something completely different” air into the town.
And now I must move on, I have spent enough time on this computer this morning. Enjoy the day