Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – July 28, 2017

Road to Langendorf 21.07 (4)

It used to be a busy factory on the left, but it closed. It then became a small theater with stage, but that did not work either, and now it is just left to the weeds.

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One of the narrow ways of Solothurn, built by Romans for the Romans.

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Hope the building debris found the right way down.

Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – July 28, 2017

Daily Prompt: Shallow

River Aar 16.05 (1)

The River is very shallow towards the bank. There is no real depth and you can almost touch the stones. Some are not even covered by the water.

“Is that all?”

“Well I have nothing more to write about shallow.”

“There are lots of things to write about shallow. someone can have a shallow character.”

“Are you implying that……”

“No, of course not, but you cannot just write one sentence about the river bank for a daily prompt. The crowds want more. And it is not really as shallow as you think. It is an optical illusion. If you take a step into the river, I am sure the water would cover your ankles.”

“I don’t care, the subject shallow is too shallow to write about. Of course, the builders have done us a shallow favour again.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Tell you about it, just take a look in front of the back window to the porch.

“You mean that cable?”

“Of course I mean that cable. It has been hanging there all morning. It couldn’t get more shallow. Imagine taking a walk into the garden and tripping over it. I could break a leg.”

“But it must be there for a reason.”

“Of course, it is an electric cable for their machines.”

“Your lawn is also looking a bit shallow, what happened to the grass`”

“The result of heavy building boots continuously walking across the lawn. The grass is now refusing to grow. After all that rain we have had, the slugs are not even entering the garden. They are demanding more depth to lay their eggs for future generations.

“But that is positive, no slugs are always good.”

“Not when there is nothing left for them to eat or slug around in. I am surrounded by shallowness. I could not even drown myself in my sorrows, they no longer have enough depth.”

“Where are you going?”

“I think I will take a walk along the river.”

“OK, but be careful.”

“No problem, I couldn’t drown if I wanted to, not enough water.”

Daily Prompt: Shallow

Good Morning

Grasshopper 27.07 (1)

We had a visitor. Apparently he arrive two days ago and spent the night in the bedroom on the first day. Mr. Swiss did not tell me, as he thought I might have sleeping problems knowing that I was sharing the room with a grasshopper. I might have done, although grasshoppers do not come under my “dangerous” insects. They just hop around and keep themselves to themselves unless they meet my cat. Then their life has a sudden end as it seems grasshopper is a delicacy amongst the feline population. I only discovered his existence when he appeared on the kitchen wall, but too high for a decent photo. Yesterday I was cleaning windows (again) and there he was sitting outside on the window ready for a photo session.

Window cleaning has become almost a full time job since the building invasion began. It snows constantly with styrofoam particles, although on the west side the windows are not so exposed, just one of them. I decided to have a look at the east side, and noticed a wipe over would do them good. When I retured to the west side I realised I had left a window open, and yes, two chairs and the floor resembled a snow scene, so my work was cut out for the morning.

Yesterday we were both suffering from symptoms of goldenoldieism or whatever it is called. Mr. Swiss was in town and I began to cook a lunch of spaghetti. When Mr. Swiss arrived home lunch was ready and I began to serve, but wait, something is not right. The pasta was cooked, but the sauce seemed thinner than usual. Yes, it was a tomato sauce, also good with the flavours of italianata, but where was the meat. Mrs. Angloswiss had a golden oldie moment and forgot to add the minced beef to the sauce. We were left with spaghetti napoli instead of spaghetti con carne or whatever. No big problem, we like both. However what to do with the meat that I did not forgot to cook. I decided I would find a solution somewhere, but it had to be quick. You cannot keep minced beef forever.

In the meanwhile an inspection of the fridge was made and we discovered that someone forgot to even buy the minced meat. I saw Mr. Swiss having a lively conversation with our supermarket butcher and thought it was taken care of. We all make mistakes. I forgot to cook the meat that Mr. Swiss forgot to buy the meat. That is co-operation. Luckily we saw the funny side of it all, there is never a dull moment in the house of Angloswiss.

In the meanwhile life goes on. The builders are building and it seems we will be getting new steps for our outside windows on the east side. There is movement and I only hope they do the complete job and not leave spaces somewhere that could cause a golden oldie to put her foot in the wrong place.

We are still experiencing the monsoon season but the garden is growing green and tall.

Calla 27.07.2017
And we are now off on a shopping safari for the week-end food. Life seems to be full of week-ends, time goes so fast. As soon as one week passes, you begin to plan for the next week. Time goes quicker as you get older.

See you around some time later when we will all be busy telling everyone about our busy lives online.