A misty morning with a nip in the air as my mum always said, although London “nips” were not so clean as the Swiss nips. It can only get better, although we were told by the weather gods that we will be getting a few offshoots from hurricaine Maria, but nothing tragic. Some higher winds than normal, but warm so no big deal.
Yesterday I did it, I broke out and escaped, although with a small delay. I was prepared with my jacket when Mr. Swiss told me temperatures were around 25° in the sun. I was glad so changed again into something more appropriate and then I set off in the search of Autumn.
As I walked down the slope to the river I turned and noticed that the clouds were doing me a favour hanging over the Jura mountains, so I stopped for a photo. It was at least a month, if not two, that I had ventured into the unknown. Could I still do it was the unanswered question. I could, although I noticed I was not as fit as I used to be, with a few shaky moments, hoping not to slip on a leaf from a tree.
I eventually reached the river bank, turned left and made my way to my first bench.
I saw a few signs of Autumn, but nothing spectacular. Some trees perform earlier than others. The path was not covered in leaves and the trees were still holding on. Mr. Swiss was right about the weather, it was comparable to a summer day and very hot in the sun which was everywhere.
The usual river bank cow collection was there, but were more interested in grazing the last remains of the grass before being condemned to their stables throughout Winter. The crane in the background did not actualy suit the pastoral surroundings, but up on the hill is our village and one of the houses is being demilished to make way for a new appartment construction. Even the country is not protected from human progress. I have discovered that cranes can also make interesting photos, especially since our home has been a building zone for the past months.
I eventually reached my bench when after a while I was joined by a colleague I had not seen for some time. Even on lonely river banks you have a chance meeting. I deicided to move on and climbed the steps to the top of the hill. The cows joined me, especially as the next bench was placed next to their canteen.
There was no silence of the lambs, and I could hear sheep bleating in the background. There were always sheep on the neighbouring meadow, but they disappeared some time during the year and now they were back, or perhaps they were new arrivals. The famer had now shifted the sheep barn further down the river and they were no longer within camera range. He had even planted a few new trees where the barn used to be. It was time to go home in any case. I enjoyed the walk, but noticed that half an hour is now really my limit. I managed to refill my photo album with some new material.
And now something which I have noticed lately on my blogging pages. I really appreciate your comments on my written words, they inspire me to continue and it is a way of getting to know each other. I have been blogging for almost 10 years. My beginnings were humble – WordPress was not exactly waiting for me. However, I persevered and one day I got followers. I now have many followers and I love you all. Everyone is welcome to pass their comments and I have got to know many.
However, something bothers me lately. I receive a comment, which I must approve, because it is a “new arrival” on my blog. This is good, I love meeting new people. There are some visitors that I do not understand. They make a “like” on my page and add a comment with a link “Please visit my blog” and that is all. I find that a little lazy. They make no attempt to say anything more, just visit my blog. I naturally do not visit their blog and their entry either disappears into the trash or spam, according to my mood. If this is all you can manage as a comment then you are in the wrong place with me. I built up my site with patience and realised that Angloswiss could not be built in a day. I have been writing for many years. I now have 6,500 + followers, many that I can really call online friends. They did not click a like and say follow me, they supported me with their comments and I visit their blogs out of interest. I might tell Mr. Swiss to follow me when we are shopping, but I know him quite well.
And now I will move on. There is a silence of the builders, which is always positive. They are now probably having their morning break, although paint drying does not make a noise.
See you around, enjoy the day let’s write, or just read what is written, which is also very good.