Good Morning

Cyclamen

As my local sky is letting me down again with its monotone of light grey, I decided to take a photo of my new plant at home. I at last got myself a cyclamen in the local store. They had all sorts of colours, so I decided on something completely different. I have never been lucky with these plants, but I really like them. I asked the lady in the store and she said not too much water, just twice a week. I am following her instructions and so far so good, but perhaps it is too early to say at the moment after only a week. It has made buds and they are really thinking about opening, so what could be better.

If you are wondering about the artistic photo, I just had to show it off. As you know, or may not know, I invested in a new iPhone, the X model. As I only buy new phones once every 5-10 years I decided why not. I am now learning the ways of their new improved super camera and I must say it really does everything. They have a so-called “profile” programme with various settings which I am now trying out. I chose “scenery”. I only had candlelight in the kitchen when I took it and this is the result. It makes a circle around the main feature of the photo to highlight it, and left the background dark. I can also adjust various features of the photo on my phone with contrast, brightness etc. etc. As I have all my photos online in Flickr they go directly online afterwards, but private. I make the adjustment afterwards for public or not. I have discovered as a golden oldie, you are never too old to learn the ways of online life.

St. Katherine Cemetery 13.01 (9)

Yesterday I did not go anywhere or doing anythig special. It was unfriendly and we were in mist. If I had bothered to climb a local mountain I would have been surrounded by sunshine, but I was glad to be able to climb out of bed yesterday. I spent my time blogging a little and reading.

I am still ploughing through “The Radetzky March” by Josef Roth in german.

For those of you that do not know this march I am including a video recorded at one of the New Year’s concerts performed every year by the Viennese Philharmonic Orchestra. It is a very old march and features in the book now and again. It was at the time of the Austrian-Hungarian monarchy, with Emperor Franz Josef which features as the background to this book. I am now on the part where the throne successor, Archduke Franz Ferdinand, was assisinated in Sarejevo which was the signal to start the First World War and things changed for Austria in many ways. They were now at war and what a stupid reason to begin a war in my opinion.

And now to move on to the realities of the day. There is shopping to do, photos to be taken on the way to the store from the car, and a little bit of cleaning in the afternoon. It is very very cold this morning and the water bowl outside, for my feline (and other random animals that walk through during the night) was frozen solid. Hoping your parts of the world are a little more friendlier. If not stay at home, keep warm and relax – it can only get better.

Baselstrasse 13.01 (3)

13 thoughts on “Good Morning

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  2. Today was my day to wash the kitchen floor, vacuum the rugs and change the covers on the sofas — and have Garry wash them in a never-ending attempt to get them free of hair. We got a scant dusting of snow this morning — not what they predicted — but they are promising us more be Wednesday. I’m hoping they are wrong.

    We get mist early in the day, here. Something about varying temperatures on ground versus up in the air, but I forget which one is which. Not thrilling here, either!

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    • I am lucky to have tiling on most of the floors, so I never have to wash them: just a once over with a damp mop daily does the job. Luckily Tabby does not shed so much. We had another storm last night. Authorities said not as powerful as the last one, but it was strong enough with rain, but still no snow.. The mist becomes annoying here.. it is like a lid on top of everthing.

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  3. Oh, young memories. Many years ago I was tramping through the woods near Essen, Germany, with some German friends and we were singing very loudly very rude words to The Radetsky March. I can never hear it now without feeling a bit naughty!

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