Day 3


Day 3, May 24
It was another sunny day in the garden, chatting, reading and writing. 



Nellie’s grandson, Phil, came for lunch and then I took a nap! Only 2 hours this time. When I woke, it was time to dash over to Nellie’s daughter’s house to meet the granddaughter, Lotta, after school and get her ready for soccer practice. Jenny’s house is beautifully renovated, with a nice grassy backyard, and has a view down over the city.




Lotta has been making pompoms with felt ears, and it looked like a kitten hiding behind them.


A very tidy way to dig up a street!
Once Lotta was on her way, we came back to Nellie’s and got ready for an excursion downtown, for shopping and people-watching.
The beautiful but evil chestnut tree!

We took the bus and got off near a shopping centre. People were bustling about. I decided the first priority was a good pair of shoes, because Nellie knew the best man for the job. Indeed, he really seemed to know his stuff. He had me walk barefoot, then brought a pair of sandals to try. They were good, but rubbed seriously on the sore spot. He brought another, and they were pretty good, too. The third try was perfect, although he thought I really should have a bit more support. I wore them right away, and feel confident they will be good for my feet and legs. He truly is a great foot diagnostician!
Fresh from that victory, we went for cocktails and serious observation of the passing crowd and their footwear.  

Then we tried some shopping in the housewares department of a big store, and strolled to the old spa and park in the centre for refreshments and a light supper. A run was taking place around the park, and we watched that for a while, then got our bus homeward. On the walk home, we met Nellie’s son Karl, and sent him on an errand, since he was going shopping. The walk uphill from the bus didn’t seem so hard. The evenings are long, and by the time it was fully dark, we were ready for bed. That was a short, homey day, and very pleasant.
P.S. 
On the news that night we heard about the bombing in Lyon, where I had just been. Look at my Day 2 pictures and you'll see one or more soldiers, dressed in camo and holding guns, as well as a large grey box-like containers, about 3 containers high, which seem to be guard posts. I saw one in Paris, too. The French take terrorism seriously!

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