And it’s carnation time again, another colour this time.
And it’s carnation time again, another colour this time.
Yes it is Autumn, The leaves are losing their colour and their energy and are dying. The maize in the field was no more, so the farmer decided to decapitate it. Another dead plant – but it is not only Autumn, it is halloween. It might all come alive again on 31st October for a last dance.
An Indian Bazar seen in the town of Bern, Switzerland
All plants have flowers of some sort, even Ivy
An icicle on the bird house
A few thousand years ago there was a Roman holiday and the Romans came to Switzerland. There were no tunnels through the alps so they had to walk over the top in their leather sandals. They probably had frostbite if they were wearing their togas. Perhaps they had a few sheepskins.
They eventually arrived in Switzerland and for some reason they decided to stay and even form a few settlements. One of them was a town they called Solodorum, which today is known as Solothurn and is a five minute drive along the road from my village. Today we decided to walk in the steps of the Romans and pay a visit to this town. Mr. Swiss has walking problems due to his back and I walk with a cane.
Actually the purpose behind the visit was to organise a smartphone for No. 1 son. He still had one of the original mobile phones. It was working OK, but you had to use a magnifying glass to read the screen. Mr. Swiss and I parted after the car was parked as I would be slowing everyone down with my pace and I had my camera with me, taking photos of what the Romans left behind. Of course we have modernised the town since their visit, or did we?
This is the risky bit. I am not a super walker, but I can do it – no problem. However about 20 years ago our town authorities decided to do it like the Romans. We have no traffic in the old town of Solothurn, only for bringing goods and delivering hotel guests. The rest is walking. So back to the authorities and their bright idea. The Romans did it their own way and we decided to do a modern copy. All roads in the old town are now the proud possessors of cobblestones. I do not wear high heels on my shoes, I am tall enough, which would be an advantage. If you happen to have feet that do not fit the stones, you feel every edge and circular surface of these wonderful lookalike Roman cobbles. You might even trip on the edge of a stone.
Today I survived, although there were a few near accidents. I caught up with Mr. Swiss in the telephone place and son No. 1 was now the proud possessor of a new mobile iPhone 7. The guy in the shop even organised it all for him. The next obstacle will be to show him how to do it. He might be autistic, but he is quite good at working things out. He is the best furniture builder if we get a flat pack. Whilst we are till working it out and searching for the missing screws, he has already assembled the foundations of the cupboard or whatever it is to build, We tend to do the work by uttering profanities, but he remains silent and concentrated.
After purchasing the phone we parted ways. I offered to carry the bag with the phone home for him as he wanted to stay in town. He insisted on keeping it himself. I am sure he has no problem with understanding this new masterpiece of technology.
After a refreshment Mr. Swiss and I continued on our way to the car, which was not easy, after battling our way over cobblestones. Did those Romans have a secret recipe for making leather sandals? Perhaps they shaped the soles of their shoes according to the size and shape of the cobbles or perhaps their feet were cobble shaped. Photo: an original from the afternoon walk.
With all these blue skies and sun we are not getting any clouds which makes the morning sky quite a boring scene or my camera. I have now received my book from Amazon “The Cloudspotters Guide” and am beginning to realise that clouds are not just clouds. Even the little fluffy ones, the cumulus, have their relations according to how high and how wide. However, the clouds in my photo are the leftovers from a few passing planes, although in background there are traces of cumulus mediocris radiatus perhaps – could of course also be the melting traces of a few planes. I am slowly getting there and might even join the society. I would then have a badge to wear.
In the meanwhle we are overwhelmed with visitors from various building troops. We now have blinds on our windows, that work, but I noticed I have to get used to them. After having 7 months of only curtain stripes, which were a very good solution, we are now into heavy metal. I spent my first night yesterday in complete darkness and am not sure about it. Before the renovations began it was normal. A problem is that no fresh air circulation is available, although when I have a good temperature, everyone else seems to freeze. We (actually I) have decided that the blinds will not be fully closed in the bedroom. Otherwise all the windows now have blinds, but we keep them up during the day.
In the afternoon we had another visitor. I could here Mr. Swiss having a conversation and lo and behold, let there be light and there was light. No, it was not a visitor from above, but the electrician. Only yesterday morning Mr. Swiss mentioned in a very negative comment, if and when the electicians would be arriving. We now have a functioning plug outside on the porch. I missed having an electric point outside during the summer as I like to iron outside in the fresh air. Now I can do it again outside, although Winter is not really the time to iron outside in the minus temperatures.
However, parallel to this, our lamp now functions. This is one of those lamps with the built in motion sensor to detect unwanted movements at night. Unfortunately it also detects any flying objects, such as months, and also our cat who often takes an evening walk. Sometimes the light reacts when there is no apparent reason, although it might be a mosquito or perhaps a spider. The main thing is it now functions as it used to. I was pleasantly surprised, as after 6-7 months without this lamp, I did not expect it to work again.
And now to get back to reality and the real world. There is a bathroom to clean and other housewife details to deal with. May the sun shine on you and be careful of falling leaves, they can get quite agressive at this time of the year. I will leave you with a few Autumn decorations seen in the local store.
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