Quiet Corners .....Empty Spaces.

Astridpark en fleur.

Seagulls practising social distancing.

A 'poached' photograph.

Deserted Groenerei,

early one morning ….

Solitary swan at breakfast along the Augustijnenrei.

A barge named for my sister, along the Coupure!

Almond Blossom by Van Gogh.

Ithink I will gather some of the photographs  taken during my daily hour-long walks to try to convey the slightly surreal reality that is the current Corona Brugge. I have come to prefer the really early morning wanderings during the past month, probably chiefly because of the eight o’clock morning sun and the even sparser numbers of dog walkers, joggers, cyclist and elderly health freaks like Yours Truly. But there are warnings of a drastic drop in temperature in two days’ time which will almost certainly defer my present attempts to find large pots, needed to transplant up little trees on my terrace, and a bag of compost or three in preparation for the Grande Liberation when the plant market on Wednesdays and Saturdays is again allowed to function. I frequently mutter to myself that there is virtually no difference in Risk between controlled supermarket shopping with the essential social distancing, and the same measures with plants and flowers in an open air market. The latter seems less risky indeed and if re-instated, could start to mitigate against the income-less plight of growers and the plant-less anxiety of terrace- and garden-holders.

Looking up to early shoots, near the Gentpoort.

SO reminiscent of Van Gogh's Almond Blossom.

From my window.

There is an aesthetic feast to be enjoyed, courtesy of this imposed lock-down. Social distancing and self-isolation have many compensations!