Last week was a mix of sun and clouds, some rain, and snow on the weekend. It was also the week we learned that our current lockdown - including the curfew and limiting the number of people outside our own household we are allowed to meet in private to ONE (yes, 1) - will be kept up longer, at least until mid-February. And it was the week that saw a big old tree gone from my view, and yours:
I mean this one, the highest tree I can see when I look out of my kitchen window. It has "always" been there, always part of my view in that direction. And now it is gone. The above picture was taken on Saturday morning at 8:26.
We were just getting up and heard the sound of a chainsaw. There are many gardens in my immediate neigbhourhood, and the noise could have come from almost anywhere, but O.K. spotted someone wearing a bright neon safety vest and hard hat in that tree, cutting off the lower branches.
We were wondering whether they would just be thinning the tree so that light could get to the ground in that garden. But by the time we returned from a snowy walk at around half two in the afternoon, only part of the trunk was left:
And by 5:00 pm, around sunset, it looked as if that tree never existed:
At the start of our walk, we briefly detoured to the street where we knew the working man (or men) would have to be to access the garden. We spoke to one of the men, and he told us that the tree had to come down because it was too large, and the risk of it hitting a person (there are three little boys in one of the houses next to it) or damaging a roof was too high.
I understand all this, but still find it a shame that the beautiful big old tree is now gone. The many birds and probably squirrels that lived or at least rested on it need to find another place. Of course, when one plants a garden, one should always keep in mind that trees do - surprise, surprise! - grow, and grow really large, if we let them and they are healthy. So it probably wasn't the best idea in the first place to plant it there, so close to houses and other gardens.
Anyway, our walk was across snowy fields, and as you can see, in the sun:
For dinner, I made a typical winter meal of boar goulash, roast spuds and sprouts with bacon. The red wine went very well with it. Dessert (cookies & cream ice cream topped with a swig of Bailey's) was taken in front of the telly; we watched "The Incredibles" - quite funny in bits, and relaxingly entertaining.
Going back to Friday of that week, it was the busiest day of the week for me in terms of work. I have now started to use my client's notebook/laptop (still can't tell the difference) for everything I do for them; I can access my virtual desktop with this client from my own company's computer, too, but for online conferences, sound and video quality is better through their computer. That means I have now two computers on the desk, switching between them depending on what I am doing. To make it look even more "impressive", we put O.K.'s macbook on my desk as well, just for fun - doesn't it make me look really important? ;-D
We went for a walk on Sunday, too; the strong wind was bitingly cold in parts, and by the time we arrived home, the headache I had been nursing all day came back with a vengeance. Again, O.K. had to leave at 6:00 in order to be home before curfew, and I went to bed only an hour later.
By Monday morning, I felt better, but it was another long and busy day at work - with eyes like mine, one should not spend 10 hours looking at computer screens. Hardly surprising, the headache came back.
But after a good night's sleep, I feel fine today - and am determined not to work quite so many hours. I have an online interview with our local paper at 5:00 and plan to finish work by 4:00, so that I have an hour in between to rest my eyes.
It has been snowing almost all day yesterday. These pictures were taken before 7:00 in the morning. I would have loved a snowy walk during the day, but couldn't make it. Never mind, there will be many more days for many more walks!