They all seem to be fighting for a place in the front row.
They all seem to be fighting for a place in the front row.
I will be quite honest, they are not granny smith apples, but my Fiorina apples before they turn red and yellow. These apples are not quite ripe and I do not like Granny Smith apples. I prefer my apples to be sweet and juicy.
Probably the dog was thinking about joining in with the music. I took the photo some time ago at a museum showing old electronic instruments in our next town. I remember the days of the record player, where you had to have needles to go into the crevices in the records and the music came out of the loud speaker. Today it is all cyber, computer, and all you do it upload it somewhere and listen through those little buttons you wear in your ears. We are becoming a population of headphone wearers. I am not. I like some music, but the right music at the right time. This morning Mr. Swiss was already active and I was still thinking about becoming active. He was listening to music, but it was not my music. It ws a very loud disharmonic music to my ears, although he did not notice it, because it was his music. I left my bed and closed the door. Sometimes there are sounds that can really be annoying.
At the moment we have wonderful pre-spring weather, it is even warm and I am sitting at my computer with the widow open in front of me, so let’s listen awhile. What do I hear? birdsong. We have quite a large population of birds here, more than cows. The cows are still dreaming of taking a walk on the meadow, they are not yet being let out. The birds do their own thing. If the birds stop singing you notice the sound of silence. Actually suddenly the bird I heard just now has stopped, but he might have flown to a different. tree.
This is a male blackbird. Actually his wife is also around somewhere, they are always together. I noticed that they do not really sing like other birds, more a monotonous gentle peep. Wait, the crows are calling again. They call quite a lot, too much sometimes.
And now someone in a garden is operating a machine – no idea what sort of machine, but it makes a monotonous noise. I can hear the neighbour’s kid crying, having a tantrum, but my kids were not better behaved. I wonder how I put up with it. And now I can hear the sound of my kitchen mixer. Mr. Swiss is constructing yet another apple flan. I noticed that he was collecting the ingredients this morning in the supermarket, so I let him get on with it.
In the distance I can hear the sound of traffic. We have a main road at the side of our village, the direct connection to the next town. The local hospital is also in our town and we often hear the sirens from the ambulance when it is on an urgent mission. We are also on the main flying route to Zürich airport, but rarely see a plane, just hear them in the distance. We once lived in an appartment on the fifth floor and I could watch and hear the planes beginning the ascent in the early morning hours from Zürich Airport in the east, when I was having breakfast in the kitchen before going to work. It was a coming and going all day and I then realised how much traffic we have in the air. The flights from Geneva would also cross our sky path, from the West.
We have a local train that passes twice in the hour, but somehow you get used to the noise, and do not really notice it.
Now I can hear the sound of silence, although Mr. Bird has returned for a few chirps.
I live in paradise. I grew up in London, in one of the busiest parts, near the River Thames, near the main road connections. The streets were filled with the noise of the busses, the traffic, and the calls of the street sellers, but that is long ago.
And now Mr. Swiss has finished his cooking experment, has switched on the radio with some pleasant soft music and only the sound of my keyboard tap-tap-tap can be heard in my computer room and the crows of course, always the crows.
One of the first photos I might take of the day is the view from my kitchen window, you have to start somewhere. Today it is a misty morning and very cold. We leave a bowl of water outside, mainly for our cat Tabby, but for any other animal that might take a walk during night, and it was frozen this morning. Mr. Swiss tells me it was about -2°C this morning, so probable colder during the night.
Yesterday was completely different. I was thinking about taking a walk in the afternoon, but was not sure. After my golden oldie midday sleep I wrote my daily prompt on the computer and noticed the sun was shining, so I decided to take the chance of a walk along the River bank. I always have to overcome myself before actually going. Mr. Swiss said this time he would not come with me, but I have my so-called “safe route”, along the river and up the 70 steps to overlook the river. Afterwards a safe straight walk home. Before I ascend the stairs there is a bench where I can take a break before climbing the stairs. It is really not so difficult for me as there is a wooden support on the left to hold onto and I have my cane in my righthand, what could possibly go wrong? I also have my mobile phone if there would be an emergency, but have only needed it for the occasional photo up to now, although I also have my camera with me.
The photo is from the path leading down to the river. The two smoking chimneys belong to our waste disposal unit on the other side of the river, where our trash is disposed of. They are smoking day and night.
It was a wam day and very pleasant for walking. The water was completely clear and was a good opportunity for some wonderful photos of reflections. There were even ducks and swans having a paddle.
Although I am not speedy Gonzales when walking, I take my time and enjoy the sights. After being homebound for the past months it makes a wonderful change to get out for some fresh air.
I eventually arrived at the top of the steps where there is another strategic bench to sit on before proceeding further. Usually there are cows and sheep patrolling here, but it is still to early and cold for them. I really live in paradise here with the surroundings of forests, farmland and a river running through it all. I checked my watch and discovered that it would be time to return home, just another fifteen minutes along the village paths.
This just about does it for me for a walk. I am not completely exhausted when I return, but am glad to relax – and I want to process my photos.
Mr. Swiss had uploaded a film on DVD, Real Gangsters 2013, about two cousines based on the Lo Giacomo gangster family, from New Jersey. I personally had never heard of them, but got interested. The dialogue consisted mainly of words beginning with “F” which seems to be gangster language. I do not know how much was truth and how much fiction, but I was quite amused by the characters. One of the cousines slipped into Italian now and again, which was actually more Sicilian than Italian. I am not really a TV person, prefer to read a book, but this appealed to me.
Today is shopping day. Mr. Swiss said something about making a shopping list, but I have not yet got around to it. After checking on my iPhone cloud I see that he has also not got round to it, so it will be a magical mystery shopping tour today, but I am sure we will find something to eat for the next two days.
And now to the appartment cleaning adventure – have fun, see you around on the flip side.
Enjoying life and the empty nest while easing into retirement,
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