Love them, always a striking contrast
Love them, always a striking contrast
It’s a challenge every morning to raise my weary head
First I have to think about it and then I leave my bed
Although I am not sure that I want to do this thing
I decide to stay where I am and the alarm begins to ring
Breakfast is calling and the alarm repeats again
Do I really have to do it, routine is such a pain
There were times when it was duty, go to work to earn my keep
I am now a golden oldie, and play the game of hide and seek
I hear the kids outside my window, they are off to school
They are laughing, shouting, are very loud, I do not find that cool
The alarm is calling once again, I decide to switch it off
Do not have to , only want to, I am becoming a sloth
But breakfast is now on the list and it is time to eat
Reluctantly I give myself a push and am eventually on my feet
I plod my weary way and reach the kitchen door
Must I really meet this challenge, sacrificing more and more
The smell of coffee percolating tells me to go on
I feel half dead, can I do this, I must be a complete moron
I collapse in a chair and spread the bread, with butter and with jam
Is this the purpose and meaning of life, perhaps I should slice some ham
And then I hear the doorbell ring, that isn’t very nice
It rings again just one more time, the postman only rings twice
I decide to ignore it and return to bed, I was sure it was the right way
the doorbell rings again, oh no, today is my birthday
Aunt Joan was standing at the door with a parcel in her hand
And suddenly I heard the music, outside there was a brass band
Happy birthday to you it was playing for me and the phone was ringing loud
It was the kids who were calling me, and outside there was a crowd
There is a moral to this tale It is quite plain to see,
Wake up and look around you, it is not all about me
Laying in bed is not the solution, so get up and forget the strife
There are things to do and places to see, enjoy the rest of your life
Please note it is not my birthday, it was just to fit the rhyme, that will only be next December.
At the moment I am not going places for a great photographic event, but most of my photos are from home, so I hope that something spectacular might happen. This morning my first glance out of the kitchen window door was that I saw the moon still hanging around. The sun was also somewhere, so they were saying good night and good morning to each other. With a mobile phone camera you do not get close ups but this just about meets it.
The next event of the morning was the appearance of Tabby in front of the window, who seemed to be expecting something. Mr. Swiss was organising the garbage (see bag in front of the window) and Tabby had the feeling that their might be something in it for her. Of course she got a kibble just to make it all worth while.
Yesterday was a strange evening for our national 1st August Swiss Day. Fireworks had been forbidden due to fire danger as we have had no real rain showers for a few weeks, and instead of the background noise of bangs and seeing rockets in the air, it was a quiet normal summer evening. To be quite honest, I did not miss it, and my cat, well you can imagine how happy she was.
The only spectacular event yesterday was this.
We live on the ground floor with a garden. The block is only three storeys high. Someone in one of the other appartments had celebrated a birthday, probably a kid’s birthday, and had decorated with balloons. One of the balloons got lose and floated down to our garden. For lack of anything more interesting I took a photo. It must have been the remainder of the festivities as I heard no-one singing Happy Birthday in our block.
I noticed these two nice red apples on my tree in the garden yesterday. They are the gala sort and the result of an apple pip that I planted in a pot in the office when I was a working lady. It began to grow and I took the seedling home and planted it in the garden. It has now been growing for at least 15 years and developed into a tree. I was surprised to see the first apples three years ago, although nothing spectacular and they were a prey for insects. This year I have at least 20 gala apples on the tree. They are not so big, but looking good in their coloured coats. I also have a Fiorina apple tree, which is having problems supporting the 1-200 apples it is bearing at he moment. Reports in the news tell us that we have having an excellent year for fruit production due to the weather and the harvest will be a month earlier than usual. It looks like Mr. Swiss will be kept busy baking his Swiss apple flans.
And that is that, so where shall I go today? It looked like we might have a summer storm yesterday, but the clouds stayed in the East of Switzerland around Zürich where they had hail, strong winds, thunder, lightening and the complete weather show. The storm stayed there and did not bother to move onto our area. If the heatwave continues with its 35° C temperatures, I will be relaxing on the porch. It is not even healthy to go out in such heat at the moment. Where there is a computer, you always have something to do. Even a walk along the local river is getting too hot.
I wish you all a great day, take it easy and enjoy, and the others – sleep well.
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