Now and again we get a sky including some copper colours, but at the moment no very often. You just have to be quick with the camera. We can be glad that we have no snow at the moment.
RDP Monday: Copper
RDP Sunday: Silhouette
It is a hobby of some in Switzerland to create such wonderful silhouettes with paper and scissors. They are very talented and the results are often excellent.
Mr. Swiss and I were once on a journey in the Swiss Kanton of Bern. It was in his working days and we were all staying for a few days in the area. One of the excursions we made was to one of those talented people that created their own silhouttes. Mainly the subjects were from the local folklore. This one was of a Swiss folkmusic group which were were given and many years later I still have it framed in my appartment.
I remember the artist asked if we had a special wish for a subject. Mr. Swiss was then engaged by the Volvo group in the section dealing with heavy trucks, so one of our colleagues made the request for a Truck cut out. The woman dealing with the results said she had never had a request for a truck and it definitely was not something that you would find on such a silhoutte, which caused quite a lot of laughter.
Yes those were the happy days of my past life but I still have the memories and souvenirs.
RDP Saturday: Engine
Living in a farming area, the main engines we see here belong to agricultural machines. They sow the goods, reap them and collect the finished results. In this case the machine was on its way across the field gathering what had grown and collecting the finished goods in a truck container. During the Winter months there is not so much action but during the Summer they are everywhere.
Spending my younger days in London I never saw such machines in action, but now I am enjoying this relative new experience: the smells, noise and even the dirt of the results of the farming. Sometimes I think I should have married a farmer.
RDP Friday: Limitation
This tree seems to have reach its limits, even in Spring: no leaves and no fresh growth, but it is still possible. The gardener was here last week and prepared the ground. There is no rush, and the tree has plenty of time to develop its leaves.
I have returned
Yes I have renewed after some convincing from a few colleagues, who I have never met in my life and only online. I do not have a lot to say at the moment. but I will return.
After being absent for some time, I have almost forgotten how this blogging exercise functions, so pleas bear with me. As you can see I am still alive and typing.
My Absecence
Some may have noticed that I am no longer here so much. I am not getting any younger, and my health is no longer as it was. I will not be writing so much, if at all. It was great to meet you all and I enjoyed my time here, but all good things come to an end.
I am now in the process of transferring to a senior home, although it will take time and my son will be assisting me in my change. I am still registered with Word Press but will no longer be renewing my mambership when the time comes.
RDP Friday: Global
A selection of various radio developments shown at an exhibition. Radio has definitely made advances. I remember the little radio my dad had which was mainl held together by string on the controls. Toay we have so many various developments. I still think of the old days where it was a discovery changing stations and getting news from all over the world in various languages.
RDP Thursday: Discern
No matter where you are, you will be under control.
This sign is at the entrance to our parking garage in town: “The parking garage will be continuously monitored by video.” Big brother is watching you.
FOWC with Fandango: Bespoke
Living in the oldest town in the coutry people still like to dress in the old fashionsom certain occasions.
RDP Wednesday: Yield
Sugar beet is one of our crops Living in farming land, there are always plenty in Autumn waiting to be picked up by the trucks bringing them to their destination to be prepared for the industrial produiction.
Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss 