Can you see the stork in the photo. It is winging its way towards the Bernese Middleland. The white building in the background is part of the estate where I live. Now this stork is flying in the right direction. The stork that dropped me into Bethnal Green, in the East End of London in 1946 probably lost his way in the smog of the London streets. I arrived in the wrong place and stayed for 20 years. It should have continued on its journey to Switzerland, where I have now been living for the past 51 years, because that is where I belong.
The streets of London with their smell of damp concrete after the rain was never something I treasured. I would escape when I could and take a train to the greener areas. I was so annoyed with that stork.
It took some time, but eventually I found where I should have been dropped. I was now in my twenties when I arrived in the green fields of Switzerland. I looked around and eventually arrived in a little village with about 900 human inhabitants and almost as many cows, hedgehogs, some ducks, horses and yes storks, although they lived in another village. They have a colony but like to fly around to see where the next baby should be delivered. I am now in the most perfect place. I do not need a big town, if a river runs through it it is OK. I have my river at the bottom of the path, a castle on a hill and it is all surrounded by trees, and flowers, with forests to complete the bliss.
Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss 
I think home is MY place, too. I was going to take a really nice picture of home — except today we have the builders replacing the window and a huge piece of the front wall of the house. So not a day for lovely pictures. I grew up in NY and I enjoy being there sometimes, but I’m not impressed by the height of buildings. I AM impressed by your mountains, by our waterfalls.
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I grew up in London and not one of the nicest parts, near the Thames and the docks. I have been lucky to now settle where I am.
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What a lovely post! I just watched five storks fly over my garden, which has one foot in France and the other foot in Switzerland and I know exactly what you mean, this is a very special corner of the world that I love too!
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The storks in the colony in Altreu are encouraged to fly and often nest in places around our village or you find them sitting on lamp posts
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My parents moved around a lot with their respective families before settling in Cape Town and now, of three siblings, I’m the only one left here. My sister has lived in New Zealand for over 30 years and my brother first moved to Kwa-Zulu Natal and now lives in the Netherlands with his family. I went to the UK for three months in 1986 and if I were to live there, it would be Scotland or maybe Ireland but I don’t think that will happen in this lifetime!
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I moved away from London when I was 20. I wanted to improve my knowledge of a foreign language and live somewhere else. It was coincidence that I found a job in Switzerland as i would have gone anywhere. I had no plans how long to stay, but after 2 years met Mr. Swiss and the rest followed. In the meanwhile i got to like Switzerland and was now living in a rural area and loving it. I have now been here 50 Years.
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Gorgeous!
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🙂
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It looks and sounds heavenly.
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It is
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