Corn and Happy Calves
by Charles The Man
A few months ago, I drove a thousand miles through the European greenery and saw the environment changing as I was approaching the Czech Republic from the west.
Closer to the English Channel, the woodland was scarce and the grass grew short. The views were opened as the land was mostly flat.
On the approach to the Czech Republic the flat land started to rise and fall opening up green sceneries and areas covered with trees. Deciduous or coniferous; tall and thick. The grass grew tall and fields were populated with corn or happy calves.
It was a journey from Edinburgh to Karlovy Vary, the place of my origins. A kind of time travel from the present moment a decade into the past.
Karlovy Vary is a spa city known for its thermal springs, beautiful well taken care buildings with good architecture and a river going right through it. The city lies among hills. The hills are full of greenery pushing some of the trees high above the level of the buildings' roofs; and in the midst of that me grabbing a beer - nice and foamy, Czech and golden - enjoying the greenery that was kind of dominating the city with its colour and its fertility.
Then the covid caught me up in the middle of planning my next move, the restrictions were put in place which as a result simplified the process of my decision making by eliminating most of the options I had which was a good opportunity to grab more beer  and enjoy all the perks of being back home.
It was a very fruitful time filled with new encounters and old relationships revived. It was great to see people I used to work with and to chit chat about how their lives had evolved and to celebrate again with my old palls or to see my school mates I used to purposelessly fight with in the back of the class.
 Charles Bukowski