It is a misty one this morning – cold and damp in the air. We are now approaching the Autumn days in our part of the country. The river Aar runs through it, just down the path, and is the cause of the whole show. I even found a frame on the new photo app in Flickr: nothing spectacular, but I found grey suited the scenery.
In the meanwhile I seem to have nothing better to do than watch the flies. At this time of year they are having their last fling, at least these two were.
At first I thought it was a mega monster fly sitting on my window pane. I decided on a photo and when I got closer I noticed it was two flies. They were just maintaing the species I suppose, but for an hour? They certainly take things seriously, but I suppose when the result is a 100 babies, you have to think these things over carefully. Of course I could have ended the fun by one clean swat, as the swatter was on my desk. On the other hand I did not have the heart, but I will probably pay for this when the brood arrives next Spring.
I took a walk into my front garden yesterday to see if there was anything new. I do not often go out on this side of the appartment, as there is scaffolding blocking my path from the window, but I ventured out the main door and took the turning to the garden. My canna was not flowering in abundance this year, but I noticed for some time that one of them in a large pot had produced a flower, wlthough it was already diminishing. I still have some asters that are ready to flower, as well as my rudbeckia laciniata which are the mega sized black eyed susans. They are all in bud and I am hoping the cold does not get them before they produce their flowers. Everything is slowly going to an end in the garden. Next week the hedges will be cut for the last time this year. Living in Switzerland you have to keep it nice and neat, the neighbours might complain.
And now to move on. Sunday is a day of rest, unless you are a housewife, but it is all part of the game and life would be boring if you just sat on the computer all day or read a book (on your kindle of course).
Enjoy the day, make the most of it, and if you see a nuclear missile passing over your head, don’t blame it on Donald Trump, because he doesn’t know how to stop them either, although he might try it with a Tweet.