FOWC with Fandango: Broken

This tree seems to be more than broken. I remember it when it was standing tall in the field, although with the years it was no longer looking so healthy. Then the ivy was slowly taking over and one day there is was lying on the ground, felled by a gardener. I pass it every time I go into town and watch its slow decline, but I am sure it is now a wonderful home for various insects. It is still growing a few green branches to prove that it is not completely dead and has some life in its broken branches.

FOWC with Fandango: Broken

RDP Sunday: Appealing

The entrance to our vaccination centre serving the population of Solothur and surroundings, not very appealing. I am on the waiting list. First of all they had a “hot” line where you could phone for an appointment. However, the line was so hot, that it was burning at both ends and there was no chance of getting connected. Now we can do it by computer and both Mr. Swiss and I are now waiting for our appointment which will probably be next month – we are now on the list. I think they have vaccinated about six thousand in our Kanton up to now, with new victims every day.

Note the police car parked next to the entrance. That is because the building for our Kantons police is next to the vaccination building. As you can see there is no-one queing for a chance to get their jab, but it was Saturday and at the week-end no-one is being jabbed. Some other countries are boasting about how many people they are managing to get vaccinated, one after the other, but not the Swiss. We do it methodically. In the meanwhile I order my groceries on line and am living in self isolation, baking my own bread. Why rush, I only see the neighbours if I happen to be filling my washing machine at the same time in the cellar.

RDP Sunday: Appealing

Good Morning

Sometimes you stop hugging the bed, eventually arrive at the computer after dealing with this and that (including putting the freshly washed laundry in its right place) and then you take some morning photos, to find that you take so many you do not know which one to choose on your blog. On top of that I actually really escaped into town yesterday afternoon and took some more photos and now I am spoilt for choice. That does not happen very often since I have been in voluntary isolation since almost a month. I decided to choose this photo with a peep at the sunrise through the trees from my front garden. It snowed during the night for a few centimetres of cover, and this morning I can hear the sound of the snow ploughs on our local paths. It is quite cold and the snow has frozen, so you can also hear the crunch of the car tyres as they drive over it.

So let us get down to business. It was a strange feeling to enter town again after so long. As I expected our town only needed the sage brush blowing through the streets and we would have had the perfect example of a ghost town, but sage brush does not grow in Switzerland. This is Saturday afternoon when you usually find a sprinkling of crowds window shopping and generally browsing around, or people enjoying a drink in the roadside cafés. This has now again become a thing of the past as we are in our second lock down, but this time with more care than the last. The only people I actually met were in the store, buying their daily needs or the goods they had not received from their online shopping. This was my case and I had a few things that I had really been needing to buy for some time. My first stop was at the tomato stand. I was making a pizza for the evening meal and had forgotten to replenish my supply at home. After that being dealt with I moved on to the frozen goods. They are also something that my online supplier cannot bring me as they have no refrigerated vans. I only really needed a couple of items and so afterwards I moved onto the hardware to replenish the glass microwave dish with lid that fell out of my cupboard last week and smashed into thousands of pieces, although luckily not on the floor. There were also the two large bottles of cooking wine, one red and one white, that I bought to replenish my stocks. Of course it began to rain whilst I was in the store, to complete the event, but I had a cloth with me to wipe it off my scooter seat and it stopped when I was on my way again.

On my way home through town I saw that in spite of the cancellation of our carnival week, some decorations had been made. The little red hut belongs to the guy that sells our hot chestnuts in town, a tradition for many years, and it has become custom to decorate his roof for the carnival. This time the carnival group had made an imaginary time machine for the roof with the words saying “See you in 2022 at the carnival festivities” which I found a good idea. Many stores are closed, but the chestnut seller was selling his goods. You have to mount a small ladder to get to him and he is always at a distance to his buyers. I am glad that the town authorities decided to let him continue his trade and bring a little life back into the town.

On my way into town I wheeled through the periphery through the museum gardens. It was good to see the old familiar sights again. I seemed to have it all to myself, just passing very few other people on my way.

I also saw that on one of our main squares at the end of town they had also bravely included the annual sign for our Solothurn Film Days, although they will not be taking place as usual. They are in an enclosed space in a theatre and not such a social event with a few hundred spectators and various TV stations and journalists attending. However, undaunted something is happening somewhere.

I do not think I have had so much to write for some time. Amazing what a day’s escape can do to uplift your spirits. Have a good Sunday everyone, take it easy. I will be back some time later after cooking lunch and baking a cake. Here is another photo of our wonderful sunrise. It was so impressive, I could not resist another photo.