This is what a meadow looks like when it has been mowed down and the dried grass left to be collected for the hay in winter for the animals. Everyone does it where I live in the village, and nothing is wasted. Even where I live we have a space between the appartment blocks that belongs to no-one in particular, perhaps the ground owners, and so we also have a meadow.
This is what it now looks like. The dandelions disappeared some time ago and left their seeds behind somewhere. The cornflowers have also gone, together with the daisies and now we are left with clover. This is a tradition where I live. We once had a neighbour that decided it was a mess and mowed half of it down before we explained that you do not touch this meadow until the second half of June to ensure that the seeds have spread and will grow again next year. The problem this year is that it will be July at the week-end and the meadow is still growing. It seems we have been forgotten this year. Luckily my gardener always cuts a narrow border between our garden and the meadow to keep it away from my garden, otherwise my lawn would become an ideal place for cows to graze, or sheep.
They were again selling basil in large pots in the supermarket, so I treated myself to a pot. I like the basil leaves in a tomato mozarella salad where you alternate the slices of tomato and mozarella with the basil leaves and cover it with a salad dressing according to your taste. This has not yet been done, but I am thinking about it. When I bought the plant we still had a few rainy days and I put it in a spot where the sun afterwards arrives. This seemed to be a staple diet for slugs and I noticed that my nice big basil leaves had chunks removed by the 2-300 teeth that a slug has. We now have the sunny rain less days, and I have shifted the pot to the shade in a corner where it seems to be developing.
I also had such a plant last year and at the beginning everything was fine, until this strange growth began to appear. At first it was a lonely thin white stalk and I though that the basil was growing roots at the joints of the leaves, which can happen. It began to grow and encase my basil in its creeping stalks. Eventually an expert in WordPress (thanks Tony) told me it was probably dodder. I had never heard of this plant, so did an exploration in Internet and the result was that eventually my basil was put in the garbage before it decided to take over my garden. As it was in a pot it was isolated. Apparently there are places where dodder takes over a garden with its parasitic abilities. I do not know where the supermarket gets its herbs, but this year I did an examination of my basil before buying.
Yesterday was a day at home as I had things to do. The cleaning lady did a perfect job. Every second week she does the kitchen as well. I do a general cleanup daily, so it is just the details she deals with. She is a real pearl. I was reading an article on a page I often visit about MS experiences written by people like me and it was about the financial side of the disease, that if you can afford a cleaning lady it is a great help. I discovered this myself. I still do my daily housewife chores, it keeps me fit, but cleaning a bathroom or shower has got too much for me and I have been lucky enough to find a lady who does exactly the work I need.
Yesterday was also No. 2 son’s 44th birthday. He lives on the other side of Switzerland, but works in a town near us, so he also has an apartment there and paid us a visit yesterday evening. Time goes so fast, and he is now father himself, but I still remember the days when he was the same age as his 9 month old son. When he tells me of the first walking attempts of his son, I remember those of my son, and he was also walking independently at the age of 10 months.
Today I am again on a safari in the supermarket. so I will now move on to my daily chores. It looks like another good weather day, so I will probably be out an about this afternoon. See you around later, look after yourselves.