Colour Your World: Wisteria


I had a wisteria in my garden and it grew and grew and grew. It climbed over the wires and probably had an attack of claustraphobia as it began to climb upwards to the neighbour’s balcony above. She was thrilled and found it lovely, but I had to warn her and I cut it away. Wisteria have the habit of completely covering the walls of a house, no matter how high, and we live in a ground floor appartment.

One day we decided the wisteria must go, as it was threatening to take over the garden and sprouting in places where it should not sprout. The gardener arrived and removed everything. Three months later it was growing again in a different place. It was like the invasion of the wisteria body snatchers. I cut it down after a short fight and have never seen it since, but I am convinced it is still waiting somewhere in the depths.

Colour Your World: Wisteria

Daily Prompt: Nothing out of the Ordinary

Japanese Cherry Tree 24.03.2017

Today is such an ordinary day, even the weather was ordinary – no sun, no rain, no snow, just ordinary: what a dull day. I decided as I had nothing better to do I would go for a walk to the local river and even that was ordinary. I took my camera with the zoom lens, perhaps there would be some extraordinary ducks or swans on the river waiting for a photo.

I aimed for my favourite bench on the river side, made myself comfortable and waited for the ducks and swans. They were not there, everything was empty. It was boring. The only variety was a man that was showing his dog how nice the water was, but the dog did not want to know anything. At first it looked like the man was intending to drown the dog, but no, it was just an ordinary doggy exercise.

River Aar 24.03 (13)

I decided there was nothing out of the ordinary happening. I need some excitement, something completely different. Perhaps movement would help and so I decided to climb the 69 steps (yes I counted them once) to the top of the river bank and sit on the bench at the top. On a non-ordinary day there is always something happening on the other side of the river, but there was nothing, nada, zero.

River Aar

Can you see the bench? Yes all on its own and you can see the path leading to the bench which I can climb quite well. I grip the banister on the left and use my cane in the right hand. I can even take the steps one at a time, without a pause in between. Yes, I could compete in the next para olympics and perhaps win a gold medal or two, nothing can stop me. A cane is nothing to a golden oldie, we can do it. I just have to be careful not to touch the second fence on the left behind the first fence because that is usually under electricity as now and again there are a few cows grazing in the meadow.

As you can see the path was empty, I had it all to myself. My camera was disapponted, no food for the lens. Even the sheep and cows have not yet been let out, they are still sleeping  and dreaming of the exciting days when they can go out.

After sitting on the bench, all on my own, I decided it was time to take the road home, although first of all I took a few pictures of the wild flowers growing at the top of the hill. I do not know what they are, but they were one of the first to flower this year.

Wild flowers 24.03 (3)

And that was the end of a very ordinary afternoon. Sometimes you need the ordinary days to remind you what fun the extraordinary days are.

Daily Prompt: Nothing out of the ordinary

Good Morning: 8.00 a.m. here in Switzerland (for Scottie)

Feldbrunnen to Subingen via Derendingen und Gerlafingen 23.03 (21)

MoweyYesterday they let me out again. Our automatic lawn mower, known as Mowey by us, is now in service again. We released him from the cellar, plugged him in and he now does his daily half hour patrol cutting the grass. However, he needs a renewal of the sawblades. Mowey was delivered to his agents in a place called Subingen, where we found him. For this reason Mr. Swiss decided to pick up the sawblades. There was also a long screw missing, although probably we have not yet found it in the cupboard. I accompanied Mr. Swiss as I am always glad for new photo material, although this was an industrial park: a long road with companies on each side. However, it was country as you can see from the top photo with the masts. We were not quite cut off from civilisation.

Feldbrunnen to Subingen via Derendingen und Gerlafingen 23.03 (27)

The village was just across the neighbouring field. Whilst Mr. Swiss was dealing with the business deal, I took a walk around the car park for some photos, but there was only garden machinery which was not very interesting for my camera.

Feldbrunnen to Subingen via Derendingen und Gerlafingen 23.03 (50)

On the way to Subingen we passed through the mini village of Attisholz, which is just along the River Aar from where we live. It has quite a good restaurant on the country road which we used to visit for a pleasant drink on the terrace on week-ends, but no longer so much. The photo shows the Cellulose factory from this village where paper used to be manufactured. It used to be a busy place, but for many years is now empty and becoming one of those factory ruins. There are many of the older generation in my area who once worked there, their fathers before them. In a way another lost relic of the days gone bye. However, it seems a buyer has been found that is in the Gentech business, Bio-Gen,  so perhaps the factory will live again somehow.

After completing our Mowey business, we returned home. I noticed my camera was full of industrial photos. Yes, Switzerland is not only a country of mountains, yodelling and cheese, but some of us actually work for a living. These industrial places are usually together somewhere in a village so as not to interrupt the natural beauty. I mean who wants something like this in front of the door.

Feldbrunnen to Subingen via Derendingen und Gerlafingen 23.03 (24)

Something came to my attention this week, so just a quick remark. My english is not perfect, far from it. I do not even speak the language very often as I have been living in Switzerland and speaking Swiss German for the past 50 years during the day (which is also not perfect, but it is OK). I cannot write German very well, but why should I. As long as I I can get through with the spoken language no problem. My spoken english is understood by english speakers. My written english has lost some words of vocabulary so when I write my prize suspicious blogs, often I must look into an online english-german dictionary (usually LEO) to find the expression I need. So bear with me please, you can even laugh. You can point out my mistakes, always willing to do it the right way. I get used to my own way of writing. We ex pats might lose touch with our original language. I know a few other english girls here and there where I live. When we meet, we talk english, but often use a Swiss German word because we have fogotten the english word.

This especially applies to new inventions over the last 50 years for me. When I left England we girls wore stockings, which became “pantihose” or “tights” in the english version and I had to look that up in Internet, as I only got to know them as “Strumpfhose”. Just saying, so please bear with me.

And now to other important things, like shopping for the week-end. Mr. Swiss just praised me for my excellent cloud shopping list. I discovered that little photos of what I write appear, like a loaf of bread, a pig’s head for pork, mushrooms, bowl of soup and french fries/chips. I even have a tomato, a pizza and a bacon emblem. Yes I have illustrated shopping lists. I do not have to have the pictures, but little things please little minds.

Who knows, I might take another walk this afternoon, am still thinking about it, as Saturday is reserved for other things.

Look forward to the week-end if you have one, and have fun.

Feldbrunnen to Subingen via Derendingen und Gerlafingen 23.03 (25)