Landscapers

The 2nd of March of 2022 was somewhat uneventful. I went to the pizzeria in the morning. There were some old folk with white hair. Homebound, I saw on the sidewalk an Oriental boy squatting, wearing orange and yellow. He got up and walked away. Some landscapers were at a yard. There was an orange-vested handsome labourer fiddling with his machine tool by his vehicle. For lunch and dinner at home, it seemed special with steamed tofu and fish on rice.