First frost this morning. We had snow a couple of weeks ago, but not frost until today.
It was lovely. Clear morning, very still. White all over everything. Alan goes to school before the sun is up, but by the time I walked David and Jacob to kindergarten (8:30 or a bit before) the sun was up and streaking it all with gold.
I mentioned the war memorial fountain down the street from us. Well, one of the town workmen (I think there are three of them... whenever I see mowing, hedge trimming, or whatever, it seems to be the same three guys) was standing inside it, all wader boots and rake. Cleaning all the dead leaves and muck before winter.
It was that kind of day. Yesterday Claudia and her mother went to IKEA and bought a bunch of shelves (we are permanently short of storage space). Today we spent most of the day putting them together. Which, to be frank, I hated... as I've said before, putting stuff together in real time is not my strong point, and IKEA makes me itch all over. But we got through it, and I was able to grab an hour of yard work at the end of the day.
(Weird: I've come to really like yard work, mowing and raking and cleaning up the apples and nuts and such. Our yard is not that big, but it's full of fruit trees and whatnot, so it's sort of high maintenance. Which is actually okay. Go figure.
(Here's how far it's gone. All week I've been noticing that the
sidewalk in front of our house was covered with leaves. And I've been
thinking, got to get that swept. Today I noticed that our next door neighbor had cleaned the sidewalk in front of his house, and I was all noooo! beat me!)
Picked up half a dozen late apples. Late apples seem to be sweeter: add to the list of things I didn't know.
Drove to Claudia's parents' house to drop off the power drill/screwdriver. (We are discussing, in all seriousness, whether to get Claude a power tool -- like, a massive high-powered electric screwdriver with various attachments for her birthday. My idea, but she seized on it.) On the way back I stopped in Nordheim, two towns over from Ostheim, for a coffee... I was less than ten minutes away from home, but sometimes you want coffee *now*, you know?
The baby was napping in the car, so I took a few moments to walk around downtown Nordheim. This did not take very long. One thing of interest: Nordheim, like Fladungen, has a war memorial. (What am I saying? Every town in Germany, France, and Great Britain has a war memorial.) It's okay, very Weimar Republic. But a few feet away is a small plaque commemorating the Jewish synagogue, which was shut down in 1942. It doesn't say anything else, but, well.
Until today I had no idea there was a Jewish community around here. It's rural northern Bavaria, after all. But apparently there were at least a few.
I'm not even sure where I would go to find out more about this. Anyone?