Today I was thinking about my old bucket list. It had adventures, like a trip by train via Saint Petersburg and Moscow to Peking, as it was called here. Also there was a trip to Israel to see the places where I lived almost forty years ago. To see Spain, not only tourist areas, but also the countryside and finally to move to the Canary Islands and spent there the last years. Now the owner of this world is Covid-19 and it has made rules that change our lists, not only bucket lists, all the lists.
On a new bucket list it is an adventure to buy groceries with a mask on the face, trying to avoid people. A trip to near by city, 14 km, is almost too much. Among the greatest adventures is in every six weeks an injection to my left eye. Sometimes, when feeling depressed, this is like just waiting to die. Life is very narrow these days, but it has also positive sides. The new bucket list has walks around the yard, watching the sun waking up the nature. Today was a great day, the sun was shining, swans flying over our house, the first crocuses, the yellow ones, tomorrow maybe the violet ones. The life goes on, but now using other paths, unknown ones.
This spring and summer have been in many ways interesting. Our two huge lilacs have been every year full of blossoms, now no blossoms at all. The yellow plum trees were full of blossoms, but no plums. Redcurrant bushes are empty, blackcurrant bushes have some berries. The cherry trees have one cherry. The reason, I think, is the weather, a heat wave in June and now raining every day. So too warm and then too cold.
This July is among the rainiest Julys ever. Every day is raining. Autumn is already near. The light nights are over. In the northernmost part of Finland, in a village of Utsjoki, the sun has set for the first time since 16 May. Here is an interesting link to see sunrises and sunsets in Utsjoki. https://www.timeanddate.com/sun/finland/utsjoki
May is a special month here between winter and summer. The nature is waking up, it is raining, snowing, shining. People start to work in their yards digging , planting and normally we hear the first lawnmovers singing at the end of May.