Although we just have sprinkling of snow here is the lower land, up on the local Jura mountains they have they usual Winter dress. This is the view from my front garden.
Otherwise I am alone at home and gradually getting to grips with the situation. My No. 1 son went to the hospital yesterday to bring Mr. Swiss some clothing and other bits and pieces, but it has become something like a state prison. At the entrance there was a guard from a security company. My son had to show his Covid vaccination certificate and identity card but was not allowed to see my husband in his room. They took the items and will give them to my husband. No-one is allowed in the ward. My husband has a broken hip and the remains of pneumonia and not Covid, thank goodness. I do not know how the situation will develop further. My second son is coming today, so he might find out more. All I can do is sit and wait at home. I cannot even call my husband. His phone is not working and when I called over the hospital reception this morning I got the message I could not disturb him, so I just do not know what is going on. In the meanwhile I will just continue with my normal day (if you can call it normal) and hope.
My birdy colleagues are still visiting, which is obvious when I am always feeding them, but it helps with ther antics to distract me. This jay has really moved in and is a regular customer. He appears as one of the first in the morning. They are really lovely birds with their blue feather tips on the wings.
Of course the tits are always hanging around. They prefer to peck from hanging objects or just sit on the bird table.
I decided on a TV evening yesterday but had the choice from a football match or the British snooker championships. Snooker is something like pool, but with a lot more colourful balls and a bigger table with more pockets. My dad was quite a good player and he taught me a lot. I can play it and know all the rules, but am no expert. I watched the game yesterday eventually and got quite interested being able to follow all the moves and knowing the tricks of getting someone snookered by blocking their path to a good shot.
I was looking for a good film, but they were only repeats and the CBS true crime gets a little boring when you watch often. I was glad when I had emptied the washing machine hung up the damp items and went to bed.
And that is all I have to say this morning. I now have a few telephone calls to make and deal with a few odds and ends. Stay safe and well