17th October in 2021 was a nice, partially sunny day in my hometown. I don't know when I woke up, but according to the information stored in the following JPEG files, I left the house at 10:12 AM. Let's assume that I wasn't sleeping anymore from 9 AM on.
The street sweeper machine was passing by as I was opening the gate that separates my yard from the rest of the world. I was directed to the tobacco shop near the main square, less than a hundred meters from where I live.
When I arrived ...
... a bunch of friends and neighbors was there.
Since the most popular cafe bar in the old center was closed for COVID - 19 and then never reopened for who knows what reason, this place has become the morning meeting place for many locals.
In the most dramatic months of the COVID situation when all bars had to close, the tobacco shop introduced coffee to go.
That was a smash hit. I mean, only locally, but still, a great hit.
The saleslady became a waitress as well ...
... the wall behind the small church became an outdoor bar ...
... and this part of town started looking more alive than before when people drank their coffee and stuff inside the normal cafe.
I don't know who is providing the ashtrays ...
... but you can always find them ...
... on the nearby wall or on the garbage cans near the shop's entrance.
I left the outdoor bar in the middle of an animated discussion about something that may or may not be important, can't tell you because the memory faded, and I continued ...
... my walk around the neighborhood.
Many plants were still in bloom. Here you can see the Mesembryanthemum cordifolium, a succulent creeping plant that grows in many places around my hometown because it looks good and doesn't require much attention to thrive in this climate.
A grape cluster has fallen from the vine above the succulents.
These are the flowers of the Hibiscus syriacus.
This is also a creeping plant that climbs the walls in the area around the tobacco shop.
A page has left the book and flown away in search of new experiences. After many adventures, a fragment of some story, or a novel, ended up on the asphalt of the narrow street behind the square. The thing was written by certain Michael Korda. I wasn't aware of this writer's existence before examining the details of this photograph and doing a bit of research on the Internet.
About a hundred meters further ...
... there was a vine with lovely red leaves.
This plant was climbing the facade of an abandoned house. Most leaves had already fallen ...
... but there was enough color to decorate one of the windows.
A cluster of red leaves was mixed with the green foliage of the Passiflora plant.
Parthenocissus inserta is the name of the creeper that gets the red leaves pretty early in autumn. After taking these shots in front of the abandoned house not far from the town's main square ...
... I continued to the grocery store. I took some shots in that area as well, but that's another story. This one ends here. As always in these posts on HIVE, the photographs are my work - THE END.