Even the view from the car park at the supermarket can be appreciated, almost cinemascope.  Yesterday was a sunny day more or less but in the night the rains came. Both me and Mr. Swiss were awakened around 3 in the morning by crashes of thunder and torrential rain hitting the garden outside. If we were not so tired we might have thought that the end of the world was nigh. My last thought when I fell asleep again was that at least I will not have to water the garden today.

Yesterday morning was a trip to the supermarket and I was undecided for the afternoon. After my midday sleep I was still pondering whether to go for a wheelie in my chair or not. If I stayed at home I would see nothing new and do nothing interesting. On the other hand if I go somewhere, where shall I go. I have had enough escapades with distant targets on my trips lately, but I decided to go somwhere. Mr. Swiss found it a good idea. Do I sometimes have the feeling he is glad that I disappear for a couple of hours? although his parting words were: call me if it becomes a long journey.

I wheeled off planning on a routine trip through the graveyard and the castle, but changed my mind after the graveyard and did a detour towards town, although not so far.

This meant wheeling past family stork on my way. they are still there and it seemed to be mum (or perhaps dad) and two kids. Now and again there might be one or two less and sometimes just mum and dad. It seems the babies are not longer babies after discovering they have wings for a purpose now and again. I love these birds as long as they don’t fly over my place and drop their recycling matter everywhere.

I noticed there were some kids having a football practice at the field next to where the storks are nesting. At the moment football is not such a good theme in Switzerland. Somehow our national team got further in the finals of the World Football Cup in Russia and naturally lost their important match to everyone’s disappontment. It would have been nice to see Switzerland achieve more, although a cup win would not come into the question against all those other super teams, but when your national hope lose a match due to an own goal of one of its players, then you really can ask if it would be worth it. In the meanwhile England are showing themselves from their best side and have moved on further. After many years of dithering around, it seems they have pulled themselves together. I have not spent very much time on watching the matches, but more a bit on the edge.

I noticed as we drove to the supermarket yesterday our fields of sunflowers are still there on the way: summer is a great time for flowers and colour in the landscape.

At the week-end No. 1 son is off again on his annual two week holiday to Jesolo in Italy. He goes with a special group for handicapped, he is autistic, and since at least 10 years. He knows most of the people and has good care whilst he is there. During the day he is mostly on the  beach, or they have various visits, sometimes to Venice. In the evening he is allowed to go on his own into town to enjoy the various entertainments in the restaurants. He is quite independent and organizes the packing, money etc. all on his own before he goes.

It has now cooled down outside, and I have not yet decided on today’s adventures. There is no shopping to do, so just a nice quiet reaxing golden oldie day I hope your day is not so stressful, enjoy it and I leave you with some hollyhocks I found growing in our area.