Yesterday they let me out again so I went on a wheelie in my chair to various places searching mainly for Autumn, which I found although it is not quite the explosions of brown and red up to now, just a bit on the edge. Even these two horses were searching for it.
Actually there was a small drama before I left. Due to the flying objects from outside near my kitchen I had a month, a few moths, in the kitchen cupboard. I cleared out the cupboard and found no source of the infection. I stuck moth paper on the cupboard door and a few cadavers arrived, but not many. It is only the male moths that are attracted to the sticky paper. Moths are one thing, but I hate their kids. the funny thing was there were no kids. I searched for a few days, it did not get worse, but I knew somewhere there must be something and I found it. It was an electric pepper mill that I once filled with the pepper mix in different colours and more or less forgot it in the cupboard because I had a normal pepper mill with black pepper corns in another place. As I had never used this electric mill I threw it with all the contents, and no I did not examine exactly how many contents. It was enough to see a few small black moths on the mill. Since then my cupboard is perfect and no more moths. How I hate those bugs.
However I threw everything that could be a source including flour, but it was not flour. It was our sugar and yesterday Mr. Swiss decided to bake one of his famous apple tarts, but had no sugar. It was Sunday, so he dragged No. 1 son with him to the railway station in town where they have a shop that is always open, and got his sugar. In the meanwhile I went off on my wheelie to escape from the baking problems. When I got home I was greeted with the smell of a freshly baked apple tart, so what could go wrong.
I wheeled to the outskirts of our town where there were once fields of sunflowers. The sunflowers are now long gone, and have been harvested for their oil production from their seeds, but I found the empty field also had its charm.
I moved on into town but there was not very much happening, although I saw a group of people, probably Italian origin, playing their Sunday game of “boccia” which is an Italian version of bowels. I noticed in Wikipedia they say for people in wheelchairs, but I know it as an Italian pastime for everyone, although it is mostly the men that play in the various villages.
The sun was shining on our River Aare and it was a perfect afternoon. There was even some warmth in the sun. There were no longer so many people swimming in the river, although I saw one young lady with her board under her arm in her bathing costume making her way to the river. She must be one of the Amazons, as I was warm enough in my usual clothes, but a bathing costume would be a little too cold.
And where was Autumn? Yes I found some Autumn in the local cemetery. A few trees had decided it was time to turn their colours, and probably it will now be happening thick and fast. I have started to tidy up a bit at home. Yesterday we put the sunbed in the cellar and I also got rid of some plants which were not really doing very much. I even took a broom in my hand and swept down the patio. Now I am pleased and Winter can come.
And I will now go. Mr. Swiss has to bring our car to the garage today for a new door because the one we had had a disagreement with a wall. Not too bad, but once you have a few scrapes they can develop into something more. We are getting a substitute car for the week, something bigger but also an automatic. We have a visit to make at the supermarket for some food supplies and I might take a wheelie into town this afternoon as it is our monthly market day and there might be some opportunities for my camera.
In the meanwhile a new week has arrived, so make what you can of it. As a golden oldie I do not really notice new weeks, all I know is that the shops are open for food supplies.
I think this is an aster, and I saw it growing in a corner of the cemetery.