RDP Wednesday: Scrupulous

I suppose I have to be a bit scrupulous to get action photos like this. I sit at the table in the kitchen facing the large window with a view out on the garden of the bird house with the food. I set my camera on zoom. The birds have to hover until they have an eating space. I sit with my camera ready and as soon as I notice one wants to fly off to the food I shoot away with the camera, one photo after the other. I never know what I am getting until I upload them on the computer. I am not a professional photographer so it is all more luck than judgement. If Sir David Attenborough happens to look on my Woodpress page I might become famous and become Bird Photographer of the Year.

RDP Wednesday: Scrupulous

Good Morning

As I am writing the sun appears. It was a little reluctant this morning and I am not sure if it will stay, so let us hope for the best. I am not planning on any excursions today and will be isolating again. Yesterday I was in town, mainly hunting for a few groceries. Although I have nearly all delivered, I still like to wander around the supermarket. They often have special offers I do not get and I can socialise a little more. Just sitting at home can bear a little on the mind. I had a bit of a pickle with the polenta delivered from the store. They did not have the one I ordered so sent me a substitute.That is no big problem, but my substitute was half the weight and the quality was too fine for my taste. It was also an “Aha” type which is for those with the digestive problems, or those that think they have them. I wrote and complained and was delighted to receive a very nice answer full of apologies and they would make sure in future that the people sorting the substitutes would be more careful. They even said they were deducting the price from my bill and I could keep the substitute. I could give it to someone if I could not use it. I found that very fair. It was a good excursion, meeting a colleague and having a short conversation in the store. Afterwards I met a couple I know on the way home. Since my Winter isolation I had missed having a few social contacts (not too close of course). It was good to talk again. At home Mr. Swiss likes to read and conversation only seems to revolve around food or I have a little conversation with the neighbour’s cat although he is not such a talkative type.

Roschti the neighbour’s cat prefers to observe from a distance.

The birds seem to have been waiting for the food collection to be replenished.

Otherwise there was not very much action yesterday. I decided to pep up the cold meats in the evening with a caprese salad. I think that it what it is called in english: tomatoes, basil and mozarella.

It was quite a plate full but Mr. Swiss and I managed the half and my No. 1 son enjoyed the other half. I had bought two pots of basil from the store and decided it was time that I used it. I quite like basil with Italian dishes and am planning on a margherita pizza: not what I would say a family favourite, but one of my favourites.

They have activated the fountains on one of the squares on the edge of the town. Many years ago, when I arrived here, there was a fountain with a few sculptures. Afterwards they built the car park beneath the square and decided to make a new design and removed the old fountain. I never really liked it, a bit boring and dull. after 40 years it seems that it will be renewed with something else.

And I am now off for the usual chores, a relaxed day today actually. Have a good one, keep your distance, wear your mask and open the windows. You know all about it. Actually the Brits added the bit about letting the fresh air circulate. To my past experience in the denizens of East London, it was not advisable to open windows – too many fumes from the passing traffic. A wonder that the covid hairy pins survived in the exhaust fumes.