Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Fountains

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Our town is full of big fountains, 11 altogether, because the say 11 is the magic number of Solothurn. We also have a few other smaller fountains, more as decoration. This one is in the museum park.

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This fountain is also in a local park, one of the favourite doggy showers.

Water 07.07.2018

And this was seen in a walk through the local cemetery. They usually switch them off througout the Winter because of danger of freezing.

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Fountains

RDP #42: Groove

Werkhofstrasse Solothurn, Road Repairs 22.07 (4)

“It is summer men, so time to groove again” and they begin to groove. I am sure this is the sentence uttered by the boss of the street repair men as soon as the temperatures are rising and the tourists are flocking into Switzerland. If there is a road that has not been repaired or resurfaced since last year, then it would be worth doing of course, perhaps even doing it again.

The photo was taken this week, on Monday, as we were on our way to the supermarket. Nothing completely different, because it is summer and time to groove. The machines were in place and the men, dressed in their groovy orange overalls, had already taken the first steps of redirecting the traffic. What will they be doing is the great question? I am sure I will have time to discover it all with my camera during the shopping trips of the next two months.

It was only last year in almost the same place, that they were doing the same thing.

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They dug their holes, measured everything and note the precision of the man on the left as he was measuring the depth of the hole. This all took place on the Werkhofstrasse in Solothurn and now they are back. It seems our road repair teams have buried something important and must now re-open the road to see if they can find it again. Or perhaps it is really just a new road surface. The last surface has now been wheeled over for a year and does not look as nice as it was.

I feel sorry for the tourists wanting to explore the beautiful scenery that Switzerland has to offer, especially in Summer: our mountains (with detours everywhere due to road repairs), our lakes (where entry is prohibited due to road works) and of course our famous cows (only to be seen during the night because they are in the way of the builders during the day). On the other hand the tourists have a lot of time to marvel the mountain peaks, from afar of course. They are stuck in traffic jams for hours on end until the next three or four road repair traffic lights change to green.

Of course they can always listen to some groove music while they are waiting.

By the way this piece of Alphorn music is the “Moos-Ruef” written by a good friend of ours and super Alphorn player, Hans-Jürg Sommer.

RDP #42: Groove

Good Morning

It is still morning, but later than usual: not that I hugged the bed longer and decided to enjoy sleep, the complete opposite. It is the day of fresh bed linen and usually I take care of my new duvet and cushion covers and Mr. Swiss looks after his. However, with the advancing of golden oldie aging process, Mr. Swiss and his back need help, so me and my balancing problems was determined to help, something like the blind leading the blind.

I recovered both duvets and cushions and  cleaned beneath the bedstead and did the necessary dusting. Even turned the mattresses, but then I was at my limit. I did try to wedge the fitted sheet onto the mattress but luckily Mr. Swiss was there to help. We managed it, the beds are ready and we can relax.

Back Garden New Lawn piece

I had now had my breakfast and fired up the computer so am ready to go. Yesterday afternoon I was at home with no excurions into the unknown. I was outside on the porch and Mr. Swiss also, who was reading. Suddenly there was a long ring at the door. I knew it was not the postman because he always rings twice and it was something completely different. It was one of our gardeners. We had a loose appointment that he would come past one day with some new lawn pieces to replenish the parts that were no longer growing so well. In the meanwhile the heat wave arrived and we have quite a bit of brown where there used to be the green, green grass of home.

The gardener had brought some newly grown lawn pieces to embed in the worst places, as can be seen above in the photo. However whilst he was doing the work, he said it is not only the heat that is causing the damage.

Cockchafer grub

It seems that the grass roots had been subject to an invasion of cockchafer which seems to be the name of them. We know them as “Engerling” and are the babies of the May or June beetle. We no longer see so many May beetles, they usually fly every four years in swarms. However, the June beetles fly every year in our area, although they also stay below for a couple of years first to develop. The chafers are the babies and just eat all day long, and decided to attack our lawn. They are still quite small, can grow to double the size until they fly. Afterwards they have one big sex orgy in the trees and lay their eggs in the ground and die – what a life/death. I can only imagine that when the mums and dads see what their kids look like they have a death wish, at least I do. Unfortunately there is not very much you can do with this hidden underground terrorist and I do not want poison being sprayed because of my cat Tabby. There is something called nematodes, little insects that infiltrate the chafer bodies, but it does not always work. Anyhow one of the gardener experts will be calling us to see what they can do.

The gardener was quite surprised when I told him to put the baby on the ground for a photo, but Mr. Swiss reassured him it was one of the ticks I have with the camera taking photos of everything.  After the photo was taken, the chafer recovered and began to crawl his way back to the lawn and they can really pick up speed with there six little legs and wormy body.

Cockchafer Grub

My reaction was “yuck” as I picked it up in paper and threw it into the bin with the earth remains the gardener had disposed of.

Hostas

I was pleasantly surprised that my gardener remember the hostas I had ordered on his last visit. They were removed when the builders arrived last year and replanted in another part of the garden, but I was left with an empty bare plot of earth. He said as soon as they grow he will bring me some and now I have three new plants filling the space. The good thing is that they are the same type as I already have in this bed, so what could be better.

And now I should make up for lost time with bed making and blog writing. Today is a day of rest, meaning that I will probably go for a wheelie in my chair this afternoon. Have a good day full of everything you wish for and if not, make the most of it. One of the village gardens has red cone flowers, so I made the most of a photo. I have only ever seen them in pink.

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