Sunday 9 August 2020

Sunday Chronicles.

An early morning walk around the Eisenberg vineyards.

Despite another hot day on the cards, the roads and by-lanes weren't busy. Hardly a walker or cyclist astir and that is good so. There is nothing nicer than to contemplate the beauty of a burgeoning day than by meeting it in silence. That being said, on my way home, an hour or so later, I did encounter quite a few cyclists. Blimey, wearing Lycra in this heat!

Most of the Kellerstöckls seem to be let out. Riding one's bicycle must be all the rage because almost all the rented out places had a luxury car parked outside with two expensive off-road cycles strapped to the boot. Any exercise is great but why does it have to be supplemented with expensive equipment? A pair of shoes are all it takes.

Most Sundays I do the long route over the Eisenberg where there is only one other permanent walker. A nice soul, but a notorious talker. He likes to talk so much that he tags along for at least half an hour if given the chance. One advantage with this corona pandemic is that I can nod, wave and slink along without the fear of having to walk and talk for most of my walk.

Sundays come around so quickly but thankfully slow down appropriately so that we can cram a whole lot of relaxing into it. In a way I can see the church's point of getting everyone to visit each and every Sunday...one way to help people slow down the hectic pace of their lives.

A nice red poppy giving off a sense of peace and tranquility, perfectly reflecting Sunday.

Biggi

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