They really do have all sorts of colours
They really do have all sorts of colours
Flock of Sheep
Erratic Rock along the River, brought from the glacier in the ice age.
Dock for boats along the River Aare, Switzerland
I get infected by all sorts of things. Life is not just learning how to handle a vacuum cleaner or clean windows, but applying the grey matter to realise it is still alive. I have gone through many phases in my golden oldie life. When I think of my motherhood days, I ask myself how could I have spent afternoons, and evenings, with two needles and a ball of wool knitting pullovers and even socks. What a waste of time, and I even enjoyed it.
As life progressed the kids grew up and my knitting infection was cured, but then the computer arrived. It was time to play games, to discover the various worlds of rifts, magicians, and how to fly an aircraft. Even this passed and I was left with Facebook games by a company called Zynga. I discovered that this company still exist, even in Facebook, but in the meanwhile I discovered this infection was developing almost into an addiction and so I did cold turkey.
In the meanwhile I did a learning curve into the insides of the computer and completed a web assistant course getting infected with the details of html. Lurking somewhere in the background was something called blogging where I could even involve my photographs. In the meanwhile the digital camera arrived and no-one was safe from my lens. I have now progressed to digital DSLR and go on wheelies with my chair accompanied by a bag big enough to hold two lens.
And then it was Kindle time. My 6 bookshelves were brimming over with books, but now I could read without having to find room for the books. I no longer had to hold heavy books in my hand which were infected with a sort of book smell (I can hear you people that refuse the Kindle because these weight and smell is missing and the page turning pleasures). I could just flip the pages with a finger tip and the Kindle fitted into my handbag. I could upload new books in English or German and within a few seconds they were ready to read. No more ordering and waiting for them to arrive. Kindle books were also cheaper.
I have come a long way since my knitting days. Somewhere in a dark corner of the hobby room in the cellar there is a cupboard with knitting patterns, wool remainders and every size knitting needle you could wish for, as well as the crocheting hooks for making bed covers with the wool remainders.
There are some infections where no cure has yet been discovered: just a complement to the days of a golden oldie life
After the rainy days (and they are still hanging around) the mist arrives. A nice miserable morning with a scaffolding clad building in the background to complete the picture. Actually the scaffolding was abandoned last week and this week as well. Only today builders again appeared and are doing things, although I do not know what they are doing. As long as it is not my building I suppose I should be happy. The scaffolding was consructed in a couple of days, but the next troop decided to think about it before they continued with the work.
Our lilac tree is still here, but the blooms are no longer so fresh. On the left you can see my European or Eurasien Smoke tree, the cotinus coggyria as it is known in latin. We call it a “Perückenstrauch” which translated would be a wig bush, due to the fluffy appearance it has after the berries open. I planted it about 14 years ago.
I had a closer look yesterday in the rain, and noticed it was now full of its tiny flowers. Everything has been in the rain this week. I almost feel I am back in London again. I suppose we should be glad for some moisture in the garden.
At least I at last managed to plant my sage on the left and chives on the right. My original sage, which I had for at least three years, gave up some time in Winter, and chives always need renewing as they do not stay so long in my garden, two years is the limit. Since my broken leg and MS symptoms, I have had to restrict my garden work, but with the help of a chair to sit on I manage to plant myself, as long as the earth is soft enough. I still have a lot of weeding work to do, but will have a word with the gardener when he arrives to cut the hedge, some time in June.
It will be another one of those stress week-end shopping days tomorrow. Mr. Swiss has a hospital appointment half way through the morning and on Monday the shops are all closed for Whitsun. This means that I will have to do the shopping alone tomorrow. Mr Swiss will drop me off at the supermarket and pick me up when he is finished at the hospital. I will have to do the shopping on my own which is no big problem. I will have to use the trolley to support myself instead of the walker. There will be a bit more to buy as I also have to get in supplies for Monday and Tuesday morning, as I have to be at home on Tuesday for the cleaning lady. I see one big stress situation until Tuesday afternoon, but this too will pass. I am hoping that the weather might possibly improve to squeeze in an hour for a wheelie with my camera in my chair.
It was a morning of shopping in the rain yesterday and so I had a new experience of taking photos from a wet car window. Today it will be a day at home and it does not look as if the skies will become blue for me. Anyhow, make the most of wherever you are, and I hope somewhere you find a silver lining.
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