Another Wednesday...

Bits and pieces.

Midweek already and end of February near. Gosh, life keeps on whistling by. Today is yet another magically sunny and rather warm day with the temperature climbing to an un-seasonally warm 20 degrees. As long as the weather pendulum doesn't hover over some more cold spells, all is well. 

Most of the local vines have been cut and most of the gardens are being tended to. Driving around the village one can spot various hobby gardeners wielding their tools...shears and wheelbarrows. Halfway down our street yet another new house is being built and the noise of building starts at seven and carries on until the sun is down. I suppose it has to be done and after a while one should blend out the noise. Let's hope.

Of course any new venture in our village is cause for inspection. Luckily I walk past it every single day so I don't have to have that nonchalant look of a nosy parker of which there are plenty. In a way the building of a new house is a cinematic experience and locals flock to it en masse. Well, not that many but enough to possibly irritate the building manager. Let's see how this house develops. Big, I am sure judging from the foundations being laid. Makes me wonder if the young lass who's going to move in with her young family knows the many hours of daily cleaning ahead for her, day in, day out, year in year out? 

A moment ago I watched a news segment about the school lunches in France. Due to corona the schools have decided to not serve meat as it takes to long to eat. Lunches are greens, beans and starch making them almost vegan. More than adequate, more than filling but still parents and politicians are complaining. Whatever happened to being grateful for getting a free lunch? When I was at school we had to bring our own lunch...Time to practice the lost art of gratitude.

Biggi