Daily Prompt: The winged pest

Fly 16.10 (2)

“Me a pest? Never. We wouldn’t harm a fly, or even a human. We just buzz around minding our own business. Suddenly out of the blue you can feel it coming. Air rushes past your feelers, and swap! or even swat!, missed me again. I really don’t know what those humans have. How would they like to be caught mid flight and splattered flat. It happened to Dippy, one of my 500 brothers last week. There he was spending a few happy hours with a lady fly from grave yard shift, the big shapely ones. I suppose he likes them fat and well fed. Anyhow they were just sitting around doing what we flies do, propagating the species and all that and it happened. I suppose it is a nice way to go when you are together, but it was his own fault.

You don’t spread the race in human places. I prefer a nice quiet corner, somewhere in a field where there are cows. They are great places for development of the species. Ok, there is more to life. There I was minding my own business on the ceiling and the human appeared. It was a nice hot smelly day, the air full of scents of decay and suddenly there was paradise on a piece of bread. Not only butter, but jam. Now we flies are partial to an absorption of the sweet kind. Just a quick look, human was nowhere to be seen and so I pounced. Oh, that was paradise on bread. Heaven on bread, made for a fly. Human returns and an end to the feast, but I enjoyed it while it lasted.

A fly’s life is a short one, especially if your are not on your toes. Now there is a delicate piece of stuff down there. Must take a closer look. A human sleeping, but one to be avoided. She is cuddling a fly swatter and that is not a good omen. It means she doesn’t like me. Ha, missed me, and she is still swatting around. I suppose it’s my own fault, I am a succour for punishment, shouldn’t buzz so much, but no buzz without wings.

Must go, I can see a banana below. And never forget, whre there are humans, there is always food.

Banana skin 19.08 (2)

Daily Prompt: The Winged Pest

Good Morning

Clouds 28.07 (2)

The mornings are always good when you notice that there is the possibility of a blue sky today. I think it is the first morning there are no remains of the rain to be seen, because we had a dry night. Not that I have anything against rain. We golden oldies with a garden now enjoy the rain as it means we do not have to spend valuable time watering the garden. because it waters itself. It seems the summer will be returning next week with nice heat wave temperatures: another reason to complain about the weather, too hot and uncomfortable and close the windows to keep the heat out.

In the meanwhile we are now builder free until Wednesday for an extended week-end. Tuesday is 1st August which is the Swiss national day and so no working. It only happens once a year, and so all good Swiss families will be celebrating by perhaps having a grill party in the garden and letting off fireworks. We will not be celebrating, we celebrate daily all sorts of things, like being retired and every day is 1st August for us. All good Swiss cats and dogs will be hiding somewhere to escape the flash bangs of the event.

Road to Langendorf 28.07 (15)

Talking of cats, Mr. Swiss and I were driving home from our shopping excursion yesterday and in the distance saw this brave feline crossing the road, so I took an action photo. He got to the other side safely. Cats lead dangerous lives as they appear from nowhere, but always have a aim to go somewhere. Perhaps that is why they have 9 lives. I am glad our Tabby keeps to the familiar paths where we live, although she is now an elderly lady and prefers to observe instead of participating.

I have been leading a secluded life this week, but did not really have the energy to go places and see things. After having my ears syringed by the doc on Tuesday due to a waxworks that cut off my hearing facilities, I decided that was enough adventure for the week. What a boring life I lead.

Mr. Swiss will be on a quest this morning in the supermarket  and I will stay at home like the dutiful housewife I am, cleaning, ironing and cooking. Enjoy the week-end, and make the most of the two free days you might have. If you are bored then look in on Twitter. I am sure someone somewhere will make a tweet about something important to the world.