Another greeting from the roses
Another greeting from the roses
No idea what this is about, but apparently if it is wonky, one-sided, out of focus or whatever, that it is skewed. After breaking my leg and various examinations, the doc and the therapy lady, and everyone else that had something to do with the mending process all unanimously agreed that my left leg is shorter than the right. They did not tell me where the missing lengths went. Either my leg shrunk or perhaps the other leg grew.
This is probably medical history. Perhaps it is mentioned in Internet somewhere, the lady with the shorter or longer leg according to how you look at the problem. It is not a problem, just one of those things that is normal, at least for me. Perhaps I could add a few centimeters to my left shoe to balance it all out. No, I will leave it as it is. I have something the others do not have.
I remember one of my visits to London to visit my dad. I arrived at Zürich Airport and had entered the area where they confiscate my toothpaste because the tube is too big and I might be hiding a mini bomb in it. My hand luggage then goes through the x-ray machine. I now had to walk through the part where they search me for machines guns, pistols and knives, which I left at home. I then had to take off my shoes and stand in front of a screen. I was not wearing socks or stockings, just bare feet. I have no idea what the problem was, but they did not arrest me and let me go. I suppose these are the problems you might have if one leg is shorter than the other.
I have a skewed leg in that case. Not that it really bothers me, I always did have a special way of walking, swaying to the right and left, which is quite sexy, but everyone is usually too well mannered, or perhaps jealous, to say anything about it. My left foot has been at an angle of 20-30 degrees from the leg for the past 20 years, but no-one really told me about it. I was something original.
So being skewed is something special, not everyone has it, and make the most of it. My friends the geese tell me it is just the way things are, no problem.
The view from my kitchen window shows some sort of cumulus clouds this morning, will they stay or will they go is the question? There is a nip in the air and according to our weather forecast it will be a little chilly over the week-end. It is now the “Eisheilige” which does not really exist in my home country of England, but you can translate it as the frost saints, meaning three days in late Spring when it can get colder. One of the Saints is the “cold Sophie” which I never forget, because it was my mother-in-law’s name. At the moment she seems to be living up to her reputation. There is already some snow in the higher parts of Switzerland and I remember some years ago when I bought some geraniums, planted them in their boxes, and the next day they were covered in snow, but they survived as it was a short lived experience.
Currently I am quite happy with the cooler temperatures – gives me a reason to move and not just sit around. I have noticed with my recovery broken leg campaign, that it is the best thing to do. I am so happy with my newly acquired kalanchoe plant. They are so thankful, do not need too much care, water once a week in a bath, and they flower for a long while.
Yesterday it was shopping in the morning and after lunch I remained at home on the porch. I had a few computer tasks to complete and photos to upload. I was thinking about going for a wheelie in the evening, but decided to stay at home and do some reading. It would have been a candlelight supper for Mr. Swiss and me as No. 1 son was not at home, but at a concert of one of the local bands. It was too bright for candles and so we ate our pizza outside on the porch – it was a quick meal as I did not make the pizza myself.
I am seeing these beautiful flowering trees everywhere at the moment in my area. Mr. Swiss calls them “Goldregen” meaning gold rain, so I had a look in the Wikipedia on the computer and discovered they are Laburnum, also known as gold chain. Of course I had heard of Laburnum, but did not know that they were so beautiful. Beautiful but highly poisonous, so taking photos is OK, but better not touch them.
It is a great time of the year for flowering trees and as we drove up to the entrance of the supermarket yesterday I saw that their two horse chestnut trees were now flowering, one in red and the other in white. I see them every year, same place same time and find it wonderful that they always return.
Otherwise the food plan is made and organised. Mr. Swiss realised that he has almost no coffee so will make an excursion to the store whilst I am busy living a life of golden oldie luxury at home, on a trip with the mop and vacuum cleaner around the appartment (just half an hour) and preparing our lunch.
Have a good week-end, may the weather be with you, and a good functioning computer. I will leave you with yesterday’s view of the Jura mountains as we left our home for the supermarket.
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