Do not really know what to make of that sky. It could go either way, although it is clear that we cannot have eternal Spring weather every day in February. Yesterday was another glorious sun filled day with pleasant temperatures. We are getting spoilt and the storks have arrived.
There are only two in the nest that was organised a few years ago, but it is too early for family planning probably. Although perhaps an egg is on its way or already in the nest. It is too high up to see. There is a second tower near the river and I took a wheelie in my chair yesterday, but saw that the nest was not yet occupied. These two storks look quite young and it it probably a first family try for them.
I also noticed as I was in town, that the pigeons were also getting quite friendly with each other. It really does look like that Spring is in the air.
Although Saturday afternoon is not part of the carnival celebrations, there were still some participants in town and I heard music from a distance. My No. 1 son was also in town and he said there was a music group along the river bank restaurant mile, but I was only really out for the fresh air and sun and anything I might see that was interesting.
There were quite a few people in town enjoying the good weather, although more window shopping. Our town seems to be now filled with small shops with gift objects and we now have just one department store. The shops are usually quite empty people prefer to enjoy the atmosphere on the streets. That is probably the future – everyone sitting at home ordering what they need online, although I read yesterday in the newpaper that one of the shops are being taken over from a supermarket chain. The only reason I like to go to the stores is for the supermarket where I can choose my fruit and veg and meat and, of course, choose what I want to pay. Online is OK, but there is always an extra charge for delivery, be it postage or direct delivery by transport.
Saturday afternoon is never the same without some sort of musician somewhere. This guy had made himself comfortable on the bridge with his instrument which seems to have been created from various wok type kitchen goods. It had a soft sound as he played and was not too bad, although a little repetitive. He was not a local, so perhaps that is something done in his original country.
On may way home along the river bank, I saw these two refugees from the carnival, also on their way to town. It seems that Saturday is developing into a carnival day, although the main events are in the evening with the various carnival balls and restaurant celebrations. My No. 1 son disappeared an hour earlier than usual in the evening and I heard him return about 4.30 in the morning, so he was probably mixing with the carnival celebrators. It is not my thing and both Mr. Swiss and I are now too old for such exertions. Mr. Swiss used to go with colleagues when he was younger, but younger is now a distant country.
My blue crocus opened yesterday afternoon in the garden and I was just in time for a quick photo, before it decided to close again.
And now I am closing for a couple of hours. I have a dinner to cook and a few things to tidy up at home. I have already filled a 60 litre plastic bag with some tidied up objects to dispose of, spring cleaning I think it is called. So have a happy day, enjoy and take it easy. There will be enough to do in the week ahead.