And another pansy, but do not worry, am nearly finished with my pansies.
And another pansy, but do not worry, am nearly finished with my pansies.
We had the most wonderful weather today, and so I took a walk along the banks of our local River Aar by Feldbrunnen in Switzerland.
The back view of stairs in our supermarket parking lot.
How to cross below the road
The people you meet these days. I found this one in my garden shed. He was climbing up the wall. He said he was a bluey and was searching for others of his tribe. I told him to fly down to the river, as there were some blue ducks down there. He left and I have not seen him since, although I noticed there is now a nest in my garden cupboard with 4 square blue eggs, and a crack is developing in each one of them. I will have to keep an eye on that.
Photo from an advertisement screen in my local Supermarket
Today I went for a walk. We had the first real Spring day, wonderful warm weather, no snow and the sun was doing its best. Before I went on my walk, I saw the daily prompt theme and so could think about what would be possible to write over an abstract. Of course I took my camera with me, but abstracts are rare along a river bank.
And now I am at home, have uploaded my 60 photos and saved them all where they have to be saved and decided it was now the time to write my daily prompt. No problem, I know how it works, and even manage with the way WordPress have organised it. Some time ago we got a new design, but I adapted, and am happy with it. Today I sit at the computer to begin and what happens. The abstract features of this layout are on opposite sides. What was on the left side is now on the right side. If Picasso painted an abstract he might put a nose where an eye should be, or alter the proportions of the facial features, but WordPress have gone one better, they have managed to move things to opposite sides, they were probably misguided by today’s prompt. However, nevertheless I will continue undaunted and hope to bring this to a successful end.
I am sure WordPress are doing this to improve their site, but I am confused. And now to being abstract. I know there is no point in complaining because WordPress ignore our complaints, they know what is good for us, we do not and there must be a purpose in this new layout, although I am still searching for it.
This is not an abstract painting, but a photo of the sun reflecting on the surface of the river. I took the shot, not really expecting anything special, but this is the result. Diamonds are shimmering on the surface of the river. Of course not, it is all a mirage, an abstract painting on the river done by the sun reflecting on the water.
As I took the last path towards home, I noticed that my gifted artistic neighbour had been busy in her garden. It is such a lovely day and the right opportunity for a wonderful decoration. She always decorates for Easter, and this is her Easter tree. It is one of our easter customs, and at this time of the year the trees do not yet have leaves, so hang your painted Easter eggs on them. Of course I stopped to take a few photos.
I remember the days when it was tradition to colour eggs for Easter. I would cook a dozen eggs. We could buy various dyes for the eggs and the kids would decorate them, with all sorts of abstract details. One method was to tie various leaves and plants around the egg with thread and then boil the eggs in water with onion skins. Afterwards you had little abstract works of art on the eggs when you removed the thread and the plants against a brown background from the onion skins. There would be outlines of leaves and stalks left on the egg shell.
However, we now buy coloured eggs at Easter, just a few as the kids are not longer at home and it is just a custom.
I am now returning to reality as Mr. Swiss has just called that the evening meal is ready – nothing abstract about that, but the real thing.
Although our house mountain, The Weissenstein, still has a coating of snow on the “bib” in front (yes, that’s what we locals call it), the snow has not long gone in the lowlands, replaced by rain, but today the sun is shining. What you see on top of the mountain is a restaurant, and I believe they also have a few rooms to stay overnight. If you want to get to the top there is a road, which is perhaps narrow, like most mountain roads, but very well kept. We have driven it a few times when the kids were still kids. The east comfortable way is with the gondolas, which I have not yet tried.
There was always a chair lift, made many years ago. You would take your place and sit on the wooden seat and be transported to the top.
You can see one of the old chair lifts at the back on the right in this photo, now kept as a souvenir in a local restaurant. Even one of my neighbours has one in here back garden. I see them now and again. It seems that everyone wanted one when the old chairlift was dismantled.
The problem with the chair lift was that it was getting old. Spare parts were needed for repairs, and they no longer existed and many had to be made especially. The time had come for either a new chair lift or something completely different. It was a major crisis in our area. A modern new gondola, with separate covered in boxes to transport the tourists to the top. Others found it was a shame that the quaint old chair lifts would be scrapped. Various groups were built fighting for their preferences, but the gondola won. For at least a year there was only the road to get to the top. The old supports for the chair lift were removed and new constructions were made for the gondola. The new system has now been operating for a couple of years, and I hear no more regrets. Everyone seems to be happy.
One day I will travel to the top of the Weissenstein again in the new gondola. We have been planning for at least a year, but never got round to it. When I do, I will take my camera and there will be photos. Perhaps we might go this year, but we said that last year.
And now the week-end adventure begins again. The shopping list has been captured on a cloud on my iPhone and that of Mr. Swiss. Food plans have been made, and so we are ready to go. The sun is shining, temperatures are rising, and this afternoon I can break out again and make the surroundings unsafe with my camera.
Yesterday evening was one of those evenings where I was stuck in front of the TV screen. I actually wanted to read on my Kindle, the 6th book on the Peter Grant Rivers of London Series, The Hanging Tree. In the meanwhile I have also discovered in Facebook a closed group “Lord Grant’s Irregulars”, where followers of the books, like me, can discuss very aspects. Of course I joined. The TV in England are also planning a Rivers of London Series, and the big discussion at the moment is who will play who. I am not so up to date in young english actors, but it is interesting to follow various discussions.
So yesterday I had to be satisfied with two episodes of East Enders, as there will be none until next Tuesday, and they wanted to make up for lost time. Of course, I watched them, but I really wanted to do other things. I also managed the shopping list on my iPhone in between. I sometimes have more stress than when I was a working woman.
To lessen my daily stress, I will now depart to other options, like having an appartment clean-up, a shower and a safari to the local supermarket. But wait a minute before I go, Mr. Swiss called my attention to a mist that has suddenly appeared outside in the garden, yes they’re here, so I just had to take a photo, it does not happen every day. See you around 🙂
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