"Schools out" in Braunschweig and the city has launched itself into mega roadworks and tram rail repairs. My nearest tram stop at Weserstrasse has trams that are, at the moment, going nowhere, as the photo right shows. I walked into Weststadt today to buy my ususal smelly cheese, only to find the road surface ripped up and being replaced with very hot tarmacadam. Chaos reigned! The traffic and pedestrians had to pick their way through the gravel heaps, dump trucks, a huge steamroller and with men in high visibililty orange dungerees spreading and smoothing the tar with very wide rakes. The area appeared a bit of a free for all.I joined the audience that had gathered at the cross roads to watch the comings and goings. I enjoyed the noise and the chaos, the smell of hot tar and the company of a group of elderly men with bicycles, shopping bags, assorted dogs and walking sticks.
The lowest photo, in contrast, shows an unharvested cornfield in Timmerlah. The crops are being gathered and soon the fields will be bare, bar the sparrows and crows that nibble the spilt seed. I am reminded of "We plough the fields and scatter the good seed on the land," those lovely words from the harvest festival hymns of my childhood. Our choir practises restart this evening after a three week break, so yippee, yet another evening singing to Johann Sebastian's music.
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