Everyone seems to be in the pink at the moment, but here it is just coincidence. A villa in the village still has the remaining rhododendrons that flower every year, the neighbour is no more, but the rhododendrons are still there.
Daily Archives: 13/09/2018
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: People at Work
Working on the road
There were a team of builders working on our apartment block for 8 months last year, so I have enough photos. I think this was the one where he told me not to get too close as a spark might hit the camera lens.
And I have no idea what this guy was doing, but he reappeared afterwards.
FOWC With Fandango: Prism
If you are lucky and it is raining and the sun is shining, you might get a rainbow. Exactly now as I write this outside on the porch it is raining and now and again the sun is shining, but no rainbow. I even went looking for one. This rainbow happened in March 2008 and I remember it well.
I was then a working woman and driving home, taking the private road along the castle grounds, for which I have permission to use. I approached the castle, was at the top of the hill and below I saw this wonderful rainbow. Now what would you do, especially if you always have a camera in the car? Of course, you make a stop, find a nice comfortable place to take the perfect photo. Mr. Swiss was then already retired and was the houseman, being a few years older then me. So I stopped at the castle, and reversed to get a nice comfortable place next to the stone steps of the castle. How well I remember those steps. There was even a lady watching me who suddenly started to wave her hands in the air. Just as I wanted to stop, there was a bump at the back of the car.
It was a soft bump on the bumper of our volvo. Of course I stopped the car, had a look and discovered a scratch, or was it more than one scratch. Now what do you do? The scratch will remain, until it is repaired at the garage, but the rainbow? The rainbow is only there for as long as rainbows live and afterwards it is gone. Of course, there is no discussion. I took a few photos of my rainbow and drove on home. I also took a photo of the scratch on the boot of the car. I decided why bother explaining it all to Mr. Swiss, when a photo says a thousand words. I think he also said a thousand words, not even the photo of the rainbow seemed to calm him down, but men have a thing about their cars. Our Volvo days are long gone now, he was logistic manager for the Swiss representatives and I believe this particular Volvo model even belonged to the managing director before we took it over.
Yes even rainbows have their stories to tell.
RDP Thursday: Oasis
I needed to find my oasis, and a sheikh I wanted to gain
There were none in my country, and so I took a plane
Landing in a desert on a sunny hot strip of sand
I only saw one camel in the middle of this land
I travelled on with a tourist bus and then I had to hike
The camel had disappeared and the natives rode a bike
The sheikh was wearing blue jeans and talking on his phone
He was munching on a big mac and sitting on a stone
He looked in my direction and said he would show me around
“Do you need a hotel, or prefer a camping ground?”
I already had a hotel, but wanted to see the sights
He took me to the local bar with all its gaudy lights
I thought I might see Arabian girls dancing with their veils
But all I saw were disco queens with highly painted nails
Things have changed throughout the years, oasis was the local club
There were no romantic Arabian nights, and the palm tree was a shrub
He had such wonderful big brown eyes and a very sexy voice
We wined and dined and I paid the bill, I really had no choice
I decided it was time to go, this really was not my thing
After a week of being at home I heard the doorbell ring
My sheikh was standing at the door, was really on the lurk
He told me the tourists were no more and wanted to find some work
He is now at home in my oasis living a comfortable life
I remembered his wonderful big brown eyes, and now I am his wife
Good Morning
I went on a wheelie into town with my chair yesterday afternoon for lack of something else to do, but same place same time and nothing special happening. Even the pigeons were just sitting around, although one of them flew off when I arrived. I noticed that people have again arrived on the river. Some are swimming in the river and others floating around with various helping aids. Out summer weather is continuing. We have about 8.00 in the morning an I am sitting outside on the porch without a jacket, the temperature is 18°C which is quite warm for Autumn.
I visited the last remainders of the sunflower fields, their seed heads now waiting to be removed and taken to the factory for oil production. One brave flower was still standing, although its seeds arrived some time ago. I saw it from the car on the way to the supermarket and decided to pay a visit to get the last photo. My son also had a field of sunflowers opposite his house in the Schaffhausen area, but this year they planted wheat instead: crop rotation.
The first thing I saw when I left home was that the maize field opposite was now being harvested, all with machines of course. It was quite a thing with tractors and trucks and havesting machines. There is still a field at the side of the river where the maize is high and will also soon be ready for a short back and sides, although the plants are still green. It is all industrial maize, mainly for animal food. We do not bother with the sweet corn variety here. I planted some in my garden once, although each time I planted the seeds in the evening there were holes in the ground the next morning where the mice had found them during the night and had them for supper. Animals are quite clever with their instincts.
I was in the religious part of town yesterday were they have the various little churches and accompanying statues.
This is the so-called Kloster Namens Jesu, I think for monks or nuns, I am really not sure.
And this is the Loreto Chapel to be found in the middle of the sunflower fields. Our Kanton of Solothurn is mainly roman catholic and the seat of the Bishop of Basel, who happens to have his palace just along the road from here. The priest school is opposite: very large impressive buildings. Mr. Swiss is Swiss Reform Church if anyone asks, and me being a complete atheist, it makes no difference, I have no problems with religion. I just love to take photos of the churches and statues.
Today is Thursday and sort of day of rest for me, with no big plans, just a little cleaning and tidying and relaxation. I do not intend to go anywhere this afternoon, but to be quite honest I do not know where to go. My wheelchair has its limits in distance and so do I. I would manage to get to the supermarket and back with no problem, but it would mean addiing an hour on my excursion and we do not want to worry Mr. Swiss.
Make the most of the day, enjoy life.
Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss 