It is a good Autumn morning: a light mist, some Autumn colours from our garden and above all no scaffolding to spoil the view. I heard some hammering on the other side of our appartment and the builder, who only speaks spanish. told me today they remove everything. It is getting colder now and in the mountains it has already begun to snow. I have just noticed that the mist is creeping up on us and almost reached our porch. Perhaps it has noticed that the scaffolding has gone and wants to take over. Stephen King sends his best wishes.
I noticed that my hostas in the garden are now dying a slow death. It happens every Autumn, and I usually wait until November when the leaves are really totally finished. All I have to do is give a pull and they come away which makes it an easy job to clear the bed. They are a thankful plant, give a good show with some flowers through the summer months, and return regularly every Spring.
I have discovered another new writer, Syd Moore, and am just on the last part of his book “Strange Magic”. Amazon often send me suggestions to read, as they seem to know my taste and the author has written a serie of books with the word “Strange” in the title. I was getting a hint about the second book in the series, but I like to begin at the beginning so traced down the first book. It is a little supernatural, but for me interesting because his books are all based on the english county of Essex which borders the East End of London where I grew up. Most of my relations moved out to Essex when the slums were being demolished in London. My mum and dad moved to Dagenham, which was as close as you could get to London at the time living in Essex andhas now become even a part of greater London.
The books naturally mention many places in Essex I know of. Parts of the county are quite rural and in the olden days, it was a bit of a witchy place. Now and again they burnt a few or disposed of them. This book is based on a witch museum that exists in Essex. The owner has passed away and his granddaughter has inherited the museum, although she never really had contact to it. She intended to sell it, but got caught up in events with a witchy influence and the story develops. I do not want to write any spoilers, but I can really reommend it if you like a touch of the strange. It is very well written, quite amusing in places and is not the last book I will read from this author. I would also say, that in spite of the proximity of Essex to London, it is a very attractive county with many small villages and a river runs through it (The Thames) as well as a few smaller streams.
And now back to Switzerland, just along the path in my village of Feldbrunnen. I was talking to the neighbour yesterday about the removal of the oppressing scaffolding and noticed in the distance three crows. I happened to have my camera with me and decided on a photo, although they were a distance away. Just at the moment when I took my photo they flew off, but I managed to capture them on their flight.
There is no shopping today, so I will stay at home and play with a few cleaning jobs. This is no problem, life is now good with no scaffolding. Enjoy your day or night wherever you are and beware of builders and such, they could be a threat to your daily living programme, but even that will pass eventually.