Now is the time of roses
Now is the time of roses
Pigeons have a problem with humans. After years of living side by side with us, being fed by children and being able to sit in the trees or even on statues, they are having to rethink their position.
The statues were their favourite places for digesting their food. It seems that humans are now intervening in their normal daily life and many of their favourite statues are disappearing: being removed from their pedestals. No-one is thinking about the disturbance in the life of a pigeon.
Enough is enough and so they have their own protest movement.
Not my photo, but found on internet
This is the local pizza restaurant, or was. It closed during the lockdown for the coronavirus and it was a good pizza restaurant. It is not far from where we live and many are the evenings we enjoyed a pizza with friends or relations. They even had a cellar where the local jazz club would meet once a month, Mr. Swiss being one of the founder members. He celebrated his 60th birthday there with a colleague, also a jazzer, who was also 60.
They were the days, but now it is all gone. Driven into an eternal siesta by corona and never to open its doors again, We will miss it, as well as many others in our town.
In summer in the warmer days you could sit outside in the sidewalk café and enjoy the food.
Time for a spring into the local river, although this was last year. This year there is not so much adventure or action due to the coronavirus.
Perhaps not so dramatic, but cleaning window frames can be quite breathtaking sometimes.
How is this for a cheerful start to a rainy dreary morning? My daughter-in-law brought them yesterday, picked from her garden. I have not seen such a wonderful bunch of roses for some time and so many. It really brightens up the day to see them. It was lovely to see No. 2 son and his family yesterday-No. 1 grandson is really growing fast now and is way past the dada stage and now holds conversations. No. 1 grandaughter is now half a year old. She is sitting and will soon be making her first attempts at crawling. It is a couple of months since I last saw them, but now the corona virus is slowly losing its grip on Switzerland with a few new cases per day, lock down is almost no more, just safe distancing, and travel has resumed. I would say thanks for the steps taken by our government and the Swiss are a disciplined folk and we follow the orders. If not we just collect signatures and it goes to the vote to change something. It is called direct democracy which in a small country is possible.
Enough politics for a Sunday so let us see what else is happening. Not very much, it rained all night and the front garden had the wet look this morning, but rain also serves its purpose and I do not have to water the garden.
It really seems to be rose time at the moment and my red roses are now in full bloom. I did not go anywhere yesterday, was busy being a grandmother and this morning it is wet everywhere. I am hoping for a dry spell this afternoon to get out and see things. Since being carless I am really becoming a wheelchair tourist and love touring around and discovering, although my discoveries are mainly based on stores and what they have on offer.
Yesterday evening the second programme of the BBC english TV programme brought their weekly programme featuring a musician of the earlier days and yesterday it was David Bowie. No that I was a great fan of his, but it is good to see the old films and recordings again and he was certainly something a little different than the others.
And now to move on to something else. I have a 2nd fridge in my apartment. It is only really used to keep my MS medicine, but now I only have one box left, a new supply has been ordered which I will receive next week. I usual can order three months supply, but now that has been reduced to 2 months, also due to corona times. The medicine comes from Germany. So now the fridge is empty and I should actually defrost it as that has never been done since I got the fridge a couple of years ago. It is only the ice section that needs doing, so I will have to do it today which I hope will not take too long.
I wish everyone a good Sunday, may it be a quite one, as this alley in our town is.
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