Are they or arn’t they? What? – chrysanthemum I mean. Or could they be dahlia, even aster. No, I am sure they are chrysanthemum – or?
After 6-7 weeks of isolation I entered town yesterday. Lockdown finished a week ago although people did not really trust themselves to go in crowds onto the streets, we are also still facing a “keeping at a safe distance” system. However, I noticed immediately last week on Monday that the roads were again busy. In Europe people just cannot keep their hands off their cars. We can go out again, drive, release the exhaust fumes into the atmosphere, so let’s do it.
Is it the only pleasure we have? Countries now relaxing their coronus rules and regulations are now having to warn the population not to overdo visiting sights or outdoor places of enjoyment. The next item on the list will be to book a holiday somewhere. I am happy to be alive and not contracted this terrible virus.
Meet Roschti, a neighbour’s cat. He has no problems with overcoming anything. He owns my neighbour who tends to his needs. In the meantime I have discovered the my other neighbour also feeds him when he arrives in his garden with bits and pieces from dinner. I happened to meet the guy that Roschti owns a couple of days ago and told him that Roschti makes regular appearances at my place. He laughed and said he wondered where he disappeared to now and again.
I took this photo yesterday. Poor little Roschti was again hungry, and in a moment when I was not looking he walked through the open window and decided to see how the food tasted at our place. It seemed to meet his approval, with the result that I now make sure that the window door is closed when I leave the kitchen. He is actually eating Tabby’s special food for kidney problems which costs a little more, but at least Roschti will not be having any kidney problems. Felines overcome everything.
They just wait for a chance and then they pounce.
These are known as capsicum, a pepper growth. This one refused to grow straight and decided to grow curly.
And how I missed it during our lockdown, but yesterday I broke out again. Even in a wheelchair you need to go places and see things. I arrived at the biggest supermarket in town, although no longer as crowded, due to keeping a safe distance to everyone and only a certain amount of people allowed in the store. For a Saturday afternoon not so many. Life is gradually returning to daily chores and I had the company of a few shoppers and the goods on sale. Even the geraniums have returned.
How’s that for a wonderful morning start: blue skies, sun and if I could add sound to it you could hear the birds singing. I hope the day stays that way.
Yesterday afternoon was also bright and sunny although a nip in the air, but I did it, I saddled my wheelchair and took a journey into the unknown. I realised it was a long time since I ventured out into the world in the afternoon. We had lockdown, people isolated and my only endeavour of an outside life was the journey to the supermarket and home for food supplies. I had no interest in taking risks otherwise. However I had a quest yesterday. I decided to visit the supermarket in town on my wheelie, just to see how it would be going shopping independently and only with my wheelchair.
It was a good feeling to be out again and see other people and sights. The river was as it always is, a few boats and rafts the the restaurant on the bank was full of people, although somewhat restricted due to the distancing effect still remaining from our lockdown laws.
One of our main squares in town was quite empty of people for a Saturday afternoon, but I think the appetite of mass congregations is still to be enjoyed with caution. Sidewalk cafés were well occupied, but with less tables and chairs, everything a little reduced. It was a good feeling to see people moving, talking to each other and generally making the most of again being free to enjoy life.
Although outside some stores there was often a small queue, one of the restrictions being only so many people allowed inside. There was always someone posted at the entrance to tell you when you could enter. The wide entrances were blocked with tape and entrance was only allowed in a space enough for one person. I noticed a smaller drug store with one person inside and three waiting outside. This is the new norm it seems. We are still being very careful in Switzerland.
I actually had a quest. I wanted to visit one of the larger grocery stores in town, but this time in my wheelchair.
As it is electric, it is quite large, but very good in manoeuvring and has a small turning circle making it easy to curve around in a store. I was just on a trial run to see how it would be possible to cope with daily shopping if necessary. The store is a larger one and would have everything I would need with groceries all on the ground floor. I was comfortable wheeling around inside, but how could I get my shopping home with such a limited place on the chair? No problem it seems. I would be able to give up my shopping packed in various carrier bags and our town system called collectors, consisting of bikes with large attached containers, would bring it home to me. The store would organise it all. If I needed mineral water with 6 large bottles it would be no problem. Of course not a free service, costing the same as a bus fare, but very reasonable and you would only have to wait a couple of hours to get the goods, delivered on the same day. Being handicapped I very much rely on such services and this would be ideal for me: another step towards being again independent which is very important to me. I dislike having to rely on other people. I could also combine my shopping trip with a journey to town.
My next escapade will be a trip to my normal store which is a little outside of town, but measured by distance, not so much more. I just want to try it out. They also have a service from the so-called “collectors” to bring my shopping home. As my wheelchair has a wide range of about 20-30 kilometers when the battery is fully charged, it should really be no problem. I am also looking into having a small extension attached to my chair to carry more goods as at the moment I have no great possibility except from that that I could put into a bag.
Whilst in town I got a photo of this guy outside the cathedral. on his fountain. Things are gradually returning to almost how it was. It was wonderful to be in the hustle and bustle of town life again and I realised what I had been missing in life. And today another small journey is planned, but this time just to the local castle and the accompanying farm. I am missing my chickens and horses.