A two coloured bromelia, so I had to capture it, something completely different.
A two coloured bromelia, so I had to capture it, something completely different.
In the garden
Meet the population of the ground
On a walk
I do not really have favourite New Year’s Eve Memories. For 30 years I knew that after the New Year, usually on 3rd January, it was back to work for me and Mr. Swiss. I would still be recovering from the tasks of cooking for everyone at home, making sure that everyone was happy with the festive seasonal food, and I would be clearing away the Christmas tree, the decorations and fill the bin with unwanted wrapping paper.
The Eve of the New Year was the beginning of the end. The evening of the 2nd January would arrive. Both Mr. Swiss and I had a sinking feeling knowing that tomorrow it was back to the daily dredge. Generally Christmas and New Year would be snow free, but usually at midnight on 2nd January, or perhaps an hour earlier, it would begin to snow as it it had been saved over the Chrismas holiday as a surprise start to the new year working day. And it would snow and snow and snow. In the morning we set off to work in our cars. Mr.Swiss direction Bern, and me direction village outside of Solothurn.
Beginning work after a 1-2 week holiday was never fun, but it was double misery driving through the snow and ice, as at 7.00 a.m. the roads had not yet been cleared, and after the holiday everything was at a slow start.
Memories of a special new year’s Eve, due to throughts of future snow and work at home and in the office, do not exist – not only am I the Christmas grinch but the New Year misery. No, there was never a happy new year in that sense of the word. And in my days of being a teenager in England, we did not even get the day off school or work for the day. It was only in later years that the Brits discovered it might be a good idea.
Perhaps this year and the last couple were happy memories when I could relax and say “Happy New Year” to Mr. Swiss sealed with a kiss, because we knew it would be a happy begin without the stress of returning to the work and daily stress routine and who cares about the snow.
And sunsets from all over the world are now to be seen, but the orange ones. I have them in pink as well, even mottled with grey clouds, but I decided to choose the most orange one. I am glad that a sunrise orange was not required, I am usually not up early enough.
I was looking forward to it, a piece of the special Mr. Swiss apple flan topped with whipped cream, or should I say whippd cream with a bottom layer of apple flan. It makes no difference how you say it, the temptation remains the same. This was what encouraged me to leave my bed after my midday golden oldie sleep. What does an old lady have, if she cannot enjoy a nice piece of apple flan. I borrowed that one from my mum actually. Every time cigarettes got more expensive, she would take up arms for the golden oldies and remark “what does an old boy have if he cannot afford his cigarettes”. Somewhere I felt she had got the wrong end of the argument, but with mum you did not argue. She was always right, seeing the world from her own perspective.
This piece of flan was my only temptation today. It is snowing outside, so I am not tempted to go out in it, just take a few photos from the safety of home and be glad that I do not have to go places and do things.
Temptations are so easy to fulfil today. I found myself surfing through the web sites I like to visit, just to see what was new. I am talking real business and not Facebook or Twitter. Facebook is slowly becoming a showcase of “look at my photos”, “look what I had for dinner” and “look what I did today”. We used to write it all down in a private diary and stick the photos in an album to show at family gatherings. Now you get it all online, in glorious technicolour. I took part in at least four Chrismas Dinners as well as sharing many Chrismas trees and the gifts around them. Now that christmas has gone, normality is moving in and I can try at least 20 different varieies of pizza with as many toppings, all nicely filmed to make it easy to copy. I also noticed an advertisement for a nice pair of slippers, you know the shoes you wear at home, but would not be seen dead in outside. They are red and have a nice white nylon furry edge around the top – perfect for sitting at the computer.
I must admit I do indulge in temptations. Most of them are now online for me, being a lazy golden oldie and not wanting to tramp around the stores looking for stuff I do not really need. I find myself visiting web sites from various elecronic places. Is there something new in the camera line? What does Apple have to offer in new devices and what’s the offer on a new camera lens. They are safe temptations, because you can do it all from home. Just keep your hands away from typing credit card details and actually ordering the stuff. Often you do not have to make a search, the companies come to you, especially if you have once ordered something. You are now on their books and registered and your details appear automatically if you place an order.
I think I will go fetch another piece of whipped cream with some cake. That is safe, costs nothing, and no good letting it go to waste. It’s snowing outside in any case.
It snowed again yesterday. Seems that the weather is giving us the stuff in instalments. There were even clouds up in the sky this morning. One of my first adventures when I rise is to brave the freezing temperatures and take a photo of what is happening in my little corner of the world. I have discovered something called “pano” on my telephone camera, where I can take long narrower photos. I noticed on Facebook there is a constant advertisement telling me that they can help me to find all the possibilities of photography on my phone. Always being ready for advice, help and improvement I gave them a click. The next window lead me to where I should give them my e-mail address and all sorts of other information. I decided forget it. If it is not free then I am not interested. I leave too many trails in this Internet world already.
Mr. Swiss just told me it is snowing again, although he was not sure if it was rain, but yes it is snow, very fine but tumbling down. Our ski resorts in Switzerland will be glad as they have had to distribute snow with machines up to now and that is not only expensive but not so environment friendly.
Apart from hearing the monotonous caws of the crows at the moment, I can hear our local road troop driving on the paths on our estate removing the layer of snow and ice that accumulated during the night and now the church bells are pealing in competition with each other. Mr.Swiss found it might be a burial, although they usually do not take place so early in the morning and do not sound so happy go lucky. It is probably some sort of special day in the catholic church, they have many I believe.
I am glad that I do not have to go anywhere and see things today and can just admire the scenery. At the moment I have about 20 sparrows in front of ny window all pecking away at the special ground food we spread out for them, which contains more fat (bird friendly fat – costs enough) to keep them nice and warm. I can also see Mr. and Mrs. Blackbird amongst them. I notice that the blackbirds seem to be peace loving birds. They never squabble or fight amongst themselves or with the others, and often appear pairwise, although the ladies are more active with gathering food than the men – is that so surprising.
And now I have places to go and things to see, like windows to clean. My computer now says it is time for a rest, and is complaining about his sticky keys from my breakfast slices of jam. I should really do something about it. I notice that my space bar no longer wants to space as often as it should. I put it down to the jam that might have fallen between the keys. Oh the problems of a cyber golden oldie.
Keep safe, see you on the flip side some time again today – with clean windows I hope.
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