No idea what these flowers are, surrounded by white rosesFOTD 6th November 2020: Bouquet
One day, somewhere in another country, they will find a headless statue and wonder what the head looked like. Who was this person? Perhaps it belonged to a leader who was deposed for not doing his job. A leader that refused to go, although he was no longer wanted. He had many statues but it was decided to cut off the heads and many years later no-one remembered who he was or what he was.FOWC with Fandango: Surmise
All I hear on the radio stations is preparing for Christmas. It will perhaps be a different Christmas this year because there will not be so much mixing with others: no Christmas gatherings, Mr. Covid has decided we should stay apart. And then the talk about Christmas shopping, organising he Christmas presents, where to buy them and what we should buy. I make one exception, actually two, my grandkids. Otherwise I have become Mrs. Scrooge and stopped buying Christmas presents a few years ago.
I no longer have to work out what to get as I want nothing in return. If I really want something myself I buy it myself and being a golden oldie I have no great longings. I was thinking about buying a couple of new night dresses – you never know if you might need them if you have to sleep elsewhere in a golden oldie environment, accidents can happen.
Otherwise I am not counting the days until Christmas, just working out what I can freeze for over the days when the stores are closed. Christmas has become a logistic exercise. Surround yourself with various food items to perhaps bake a cake or cook something. No more stressful last minute journeys to the food stores, or department stores. The only suspense I want are the various TV films that will be shown and that will do thank you. There will be no visits and I will not be visiting. Isn’t it lovely to be a Christmas grinch: my Chrismas present to me.RDP Friday: Suspense
Still dismal, but there has been no rain, so let us look on the bright side. I have only had problems since yesterday. Not really big ones, but annoying ones. When I take photos with my iPhone I have an app for my photos online and they go direct into it, meaning I can use the photos a couple of seconds after I take them. Yesterday I took a few photos and they were still uploaing this morning. Somewhere there was a glitch on the provider. Luckily I upload my photos in two places and also had them in google, but it was annoying. This morning I took some new photos an lo and behold everything was working fine again and they were uploaded within a minute in my programme. I will never understand the computer world.
The second problem is the daily local newspaper which I also have online on my phone. Although when I rise in the morning the hard copy is already in the mail box, but I prefer to skip through the smaller sized app newspaper. This morning the app was telling me to enter the password which never happens. I have the password, linked to Mr. Swiss e-mail address and it was refused. This would mean that someone somewhere (not me) had a computer problem with the app yesterday and had to ordered a new password. I will have to investigate the matter, but Mr. Swiss is still hugging the bed. In the meanwhile I got the newspaper from the letter box and read the hard copy, skipping the headlines and taking a more intense look at the obituaries: a golden oldie hobby. I noticed that America is still without an official president and one of the contestants is still throwing fits and tantrums accusing everyone that he is being cheated out of his rightful inheritance. The problem is that two days ago he was telling the world he had already won, and now it does not look so sure. I think he no longer has a repertoire of lies. Today he gave a press conference accusing everyone and this time he was on his own, no family members to be seen as support.
Otherwise all is returning to normal. The bird feeder is now again in operation and there were a few walnuts and peanuts for the bigger birds. Yesterday it was all ignored, as if the birds were paying me back for neglecting them for so long, but today they were examining the situation. There was a crowd of sparrows that flew away as soon as they realised someone was watching them. Crows never disappear, they just keep their distance and fly off, each one with a food trophy in its beak. Looks like the winter routine is settling in.
As soon as the crows have their rewards they fly off to the nearby trees and wait to be sure that they have not missed anything.
Otherwise the ground is gradually being covered with the falling leaves making a carpet of brown. At the moment I will leave them until the trees are empty, although some say you should leave them as a ground cover so that they can disintegrate and enrich the soil.
Yesterday I had a day at home. I was thinking of taking a short trip to the nearby farm to get some fresh eggs from my chicken friends, but it was a little too cold. Mr. Swiss is not happy about the farm eggs, especially the brown ones. He said the shell is much thicker and the hard boiled eggs are difficult to peel. Some people do have problems.
I am now off for the daily chores. Look after yourselves, keep a distance from the others. You can always keep yourself busy baking or blogging or whatever. It seems everyone is now baking a banana cake since lock down is taking over. My cake mixer is kaput after 20 years but a new one will soon be arriving. In the meanwhile we will have to do without. The next cake on my list when I have the chance is a pineapple cake.