No clouds, just a bird
No clouds, just a bird
Nothing like a protea to be something special
They have returned. The fire bugs are back taking a walk around my patio and enjoying the warmth outside. Has their ship now arrived from another planet for the summer holiday?
Today I was outside with my computer feeling the warmth of the sun and trying to forget all the misery surrounding us. We have all had our fears about a 3rd World War beginning, but who would have thought it would come in the shape of an almost invisible enemy. Reminds me of the science fiction films I would watch as a child, the visitors from outer space.
The first afternoon of the year when the sun is shining and I am sitting outside on the porch getting myself cleansed. There was a report this week that temperatures of 56° C kill the Corona virus. OK, we are perhaps at 25 outside on my Porch at the moment, but every little helps. My hands have never been so clean, washing them regularly.
Mr. Swiss was in despair this morning when he used the last of the liquid in the dispenser. Luckily I had a reserve liquid which was a birthday gift from my usual chemist shop. I then reminded him that I also have a full refill bag with about 750 ml in the cupboard. And now he is happy again, knowing that our clean hands are saved. I did actually want to buy a second bag of refill, but they were out of them in the supermarket. Who wonders? Everything is up for grabs at the moment and people are even fighting over the last toilet roll.
By the way, do you know why Asian people so not use their left hand when eating? They generally do not use knives and forks, they eat with their hands and have their own customs. The left hand has a cleaning purpose. I will not go into detail, but they do not have a toilet paper problem. Neither will we if there is none left and use our common sense. I remember a visit to Morocco with Mr. Swiss and we had to change planes in Casablanca. It was also an opportunity to have a toilet break. As we entered the toilet there was a lady standing before the door with a roll of toilet paper in her hand. As we entered she tore a few leaves off and that was all you got to use. In that country there is no panic buying.
So stay clean and if you are living is isolation there will always be something to do. When reading a book gets boring, then clean something you should have cleaned some time ago. There is no reason now to postpone it. Unless, of course, you have no cleaning liquid, due to panic buying. 🙂
Renewing a complete building
What a wonderful sunrise, although the actual rising had already happened. When I leave my bed the sun is already up and waiting.
Things are changing in the little lives that we are leading and nothing is as it was. Yesterday my cleaning lady called to ask how we are. I told her feeling as usual and nothing new. We said it was OK to come this morning. This morning we had second thoughts and decided that under the current situation it would perhaps be better if she did not come. I am feeling as usual, no cough or fever and Mr. Swiss as well, but it is the feeling of what might happen and so I called her and said it would perhaps be better to leave it at the moment. She fully understood and her first reaction was if I needed anything from the store I should call her and she would bring it for me. What a lovely person she is and I was very grateful for her offer.
We live a little off the main road in a village and the average age of our neighbours is about the same as ours, but do not really have anyone that we would impose on for help. Switzerland has lock down in a few distant towns, but not in the state where we are living. We are advised to stay at home, which is very well, but you cannot buy groceries at home. We can order it to be delivered, but the system is totally overloaded at the moment. The 24 hour delivery time is now a week. I decided to maintain my usual time table yesterday although went an hour earlier to the store. Our government were preparing new rules and regulations to daily life, to be announced in mid afternoon. I decided to go while the going was good, no knowing if they suddenly gave out a complete lock down.
Shopping was easy. Parking places were normal, even a little better, and the store was not overcrowded, but it never is in the afternoon. It seems the big rush was on Monday morning with everyone grabbing what they could. The store workers were very busy filling up the shelves with the deliveries they had got in the meanwhile. As I left the store, there were two delivery trucks outside with more goods. Our government had assured us that there were enough provisions in Switzerland to feed us all and it was completely unnecessary to make hamster buying.
Another annoying phrase I have is isolation. Most governments are advising it is the best method to keep the flying peas away from us. This is all very well. If I was single, did not have family to look after and only had to care for myself, it would be so easy. No matter how much you store, it would never last for the months ahead and so isolation does not come into the question. Of course I stay at home in the area when I can, but now and again I have to go out. I am fed up with reading and seeing on the TV reports about how people are isolating. My mum always said “choice would be a fine thing”.
Some things still stay normal and our big bird has returned. He arrives every Spring and always sits at the top of the same tree. At first I was not sure what it is, but I think it is a so-called wood pigeon, so nothing exotic. It coos very loudly sitting on the tree and sounds like a pigeon.
The crows have also arrived in the meanwhile for their peanut and walnut breakfast.
And so have the sparrows, just a normal day in our garden.
And now to carry on with my normal day, as normal as it can get. I was planning on yet another trip to the store today, but decided no. I am not joining the panic people. I even now have two cans of mixed veg, although I am not a can person. I am sure the supermarket will not disappear tomorrow and I have decided to just stay at home in isolation, not quite. Mr. Swiss is isolating with me and I am sure we will find something to pass the time.
Have a good day wherever you are and make the most of it. One thing is sure, at the moment there are no exceptions. We are all in the same boat.
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