The only clouds today are the man-made clouds, those that the planes leave behind when flying. We are about 120 kilometers West of Zürich Airport and on the other side there is Geneva Airport. In between somewhere there is Bern, but that has only the European flights. We do not always see the tail traces of the planes, it depends on the atmosphere and weather, but today it was one Picasso painting in the sky.
Yesterday afternoon we were surrounded by painters. There were three of them, all rolling the wonderful green paint over the surface of our wall, doing the second and final coat. There were ideal conditions for photography, the sun being in the right place at the right time.
Just a week to go and they will also be gone. It seems long ago when I saw the last of our builders, they were becoming part of the household, although I did not invite them to dinner. They have now moved on to other victims. I learned a lot really. The building society of Switzerland is organised. They recruit their workers from everywhere. We had Germans on the job, Italians, some Moroccans and in between a few Swiss. Switzerland pays well for the work in comparison with other European countries, mainly due to the condition of the Swiss Franc and many of the workers live somewhere on the Swiss borders and travel into Switzerland daily for their work.
The painters are mainly Swiss, and work for a local company. Yesterday the men showed up for the new blinds. At the end of next week we will be waving goodbye to them all and there will only a few finishing jobs to do. At the end of the month, according to the book of builders, the scaffolding will be removed and we can breathe the fresh clean air of the open country again, without having to be worried about finding screws and and other strange pieces of metal in the lawn.
The sun was really doing us a favour yesterday. On the way to the supermarket in the car I noticed some wonderful light effects on the Jura mountains, so could not resist taking a few photos: there are even some autumn colours to be seen in between.
And what shall we do today? Mr. Swiss is leaving this morning to visit the supermarket. We will need some nice fresh bread to accompany the evening meal as I will be cooking chilli con carne and we like to eat it with fresh crusty bread. Some prefer it with rice, but everyone to their own. In the meanwhile I will be ironing the freshly washed bed linen to prevent boredom and otherwise attending to my domestic hobbies. Mr. Swiss tells me to take it easy, but it is therapy for me. This morning my first movement was outside to see what the sky was doing and I was taking photos before I even thought about preparing breakfast.
By the way have you all had your flu injections? It seems to be the big thing these days in Autumn to have one and a lot of countries even offer them free. My dad was a keen follower of his annual flu injections, probably because they were free. He even had them done annually when he was in his extra care home. I must admit I have never bothered. Our doctor reminded us both that she would do it and we both turned it down.
I am injecting every second day with my MS medicine and I am not really sure if I still have some spare skin left for another one. I read daily in facebook of the latest proud flu injection victims. Of course they are good for something, especially for golden oldies they say. They cover many thousands of various virus, and they do not cover many thousands of virus, so it is a matter of luck if you are protected from the right virus. I have even heard of stories of people suffering after having the injection.
And on that happy thought I leave you all to enjoy the week-end before you.