Looks like it will be a good day today. A good clear sunrise, and a wafty cloud above, so what could be better. I almost forgot to take today’s meat out of the freezer: nothing special, but when I buy it on Friday I have it vacuumed and I freeze it. It keeps nice and fresh until Monday when I cook it for lunch. I go shopping in the afternoon usually. Morning shopping is not my thing. I then like to tidy up the apartment and get my thoughts sorted for the day. And today will be day one of the shopping experiment without a car, not that I am bothered too much. My only little problem is that I am not really sure what the local store has to offer in goods. I have been there a few times and have always found what I want. They do not have a butcher’s counter, but it is all packed meat, meaning I cannot say how many grammes I need, but have to take what is on offer. Not really a problem, I can always freeze the remainder. I know many housewives that have no interest in buying their meat from a butcher and prefer to get it ready packed. If I have to get used to this new block WordPress system I suppose I can get used to buying packed meat.
What I will miss is buying my coldcuts unpacked, but I will have to see. Actually what’s the fuss. There is only me, Mr. Swiss and No. 1 son. No. 1 son eats everything that is served, whether prepacked or not. For him it just appears magically at the table. Mr. Swiss no longer eats as much as he used to, and I notice with age he is no longer as choosy as he used to be. And me – I am glad to get the shopping behind me.
Yesterday afternoon I escaped and decided to take a trip across the road to the upper village where most of the cows live. They were out enjoying the sunny afternoon and taking it easy. They were all relaxing in the grass.
Some chickens were also enjoying the fresh air and doing what chickens do for a living: just pecking around and clucking. I think they do the egg laying in the morning or during the night.
This chicken had managed to break out and was aimlessly wandering around searching for the way back to his house on wheels where all the others were.
I moved on through the cemetery, which is always a good path to take homewards. There were very few people there and I noticed how quiet it was. A stream runs through it, fed by water from the Jura mountains.
Eventually I went homewards again. When I reached home I was back on the computer uploading my photo. This time I had quite a few from my telephone, but also a couple from the camera. I do not think that Mr. Swiss even noticed that I returned. He was where I left him with his iPad looking at a film. He now very rarely goes anywhere, although in the morning he took his wheelchair out for a trip around our estate. Life has many changes as you get older. I still reflect on the days gone by when we would perhaps go somewhere on a Sunday afternoon, even a walk along the river to town was good. We would perhaps call in at a restaurant in town for a drink. It is certainly amazing how life can have its fate as you grow older. We both have mobility difficulties, and the eight years difference in our age are noticeable. When I bought my wheelchair many were astonished, but no longer. I can still manage with my walker, but it is heavy-going to go far with it.
And now to attack my daily chores. Our local mountains really looked wonderful yesterday on my walk and the clouds were also forming a wonderful backdrop to it all. I wish you all a good start to the week.