There are geraniums and geraniums, but these seem to be the originals.
There are geraniums and geraniums, but these seem to be the originals.
A yellow seat in the middle of town.
It is getting near carnival season here, so the weirder the better
This one seems to live in a bag
And this guy does not approve at all.
Which Way? The feline decisions!
There is only one way
We could take the high road, but how do we get there?
Anyone for a tomato. I remember the days when they came is larger sizes and were red. Red tomatoes were everywhere. I quite like a tomato, especially with cheese, but that is a matter of taste. The trouble with tomatoes is that if you do not grow them yourself they seems to be quite tasteless from the supermarket. I suppose to feed the population with tomatoes you have to develop a system where there is enough for everyone. The result being that most tomatoes you buy have never seen earth. They are fed with liquids from a test tube or something similar. And so you get the wonderful tomatoes, same size, same colour, as if they were a regiment of tomato soldiers. In our part of the world most orginate under plastic in Holland. Yes, they are also sunlight starved.
Do they have taste? No, the taste is not important, the importance is their perfect shape and colour. We discovered that tomatoes from the fridge have absolutely no aroma, it has been killed by the cold. We began to put them in a dish in the kitchen. The first few days were fine, but suddenly their skins began to get wrinkles, they were prematurely ageing. We move on to the small tomatoes, and again the first day was fine, but they too began to show signs of wrinkled skins after a few days and were an attraction for fruit flies who have quite a quick reproductive system.
In the meanwhile I discovered that the tomato experiments were advancing. Suddenly we had pumpkin shaped tomatos, monsters in various colours. I was slowly out of my depth on the tomato range until I discovered the the mini tomatoes in 3 different colours, shape and sizes. This was the solution and they very rarely got wrinkles due to the new methods of preservation I assume. Perhaps they were bombarded with radioactivity, or sprayed with a preserving alcohol similar liquid. I had found the solution. I must admit I now keep them in the fridge and only let them out about an hour before we eat. to get the right temperature.
Yes there are now many varieties of tomato and we have the agony of choice.
Welcome to Derendingen. Never heard of it? It is next to Zuchwil and Zuchwil is next to Solothurn in Switzerland and a river runs through it called the Emme which eventually empties into the river Aare which also happens to run pass our village. Now I am sure you are in the picture. Never heard of the Emmental, place where they have cheese with holes in it? Of course and the Emme gives the cheese and the valley the name. Very few outside of Switzerland know that the Emme flows through many places, one of them being Derendingen.
Derendingen is a 5-10 minute drive from where I live, according if the traffic lights are green or red and the best they can do for a canal is The Emme. Our car salesman is in the village of Zuchwil and once when Mr. Swiss had some car business there, he dropped me off at Derendingen to wait for him in a restaurant, but I spent some time taking photos of course.
People go for kayak practice on the Emme in Derendingen which explaines the coloured poles in the river. It it the nearest we get to a canal.
It gets quite adventurous in some places with wooden barriers, although I am not really sure what they are for but the water flows over them.
And there is a bridge that goes over the Emme in Derendingen: another poplar place for riding your kayak. There is an actual kayak club.
And one point it gets quite adventurous with rocks and stones: a real adventure playground for those perhaps river rafting, although I have never seen a raft on this river.
I am now sure that for those enjoying visiting far off places, Derendingen is now on the top of your list and do not forget, it might not have a canal, but a river runs through it.
This morning’s sunrise which was the last chance before it faded to a normal blue sky. I took the photo from the back garden still clad in only my nightdress and there was a thin layer if frost on the ground. Even the cat’s water had a thin layer of ice. I must be crazy and no, the neghbours were all inside so no-one saw me I hope. The things you do for photography. At the moment my photos here are mainly from my telephone camera. My camera is still working, but not as it use to. I have to make too many adjustments.
I have a Nikon D7000 since so many years that I cannot even find the bill from when I bought it. A couple of years later the D7500 appeared improving on the D7000. Of course there have been many other new cameras from Nikon, but I am not a professional camera person and have now ordered the D7500. Actually the basic camera chassis is the cheapest part of the whole thing, although also expensive. It is the lens according to what you want that cost. I have actually enough lens to fit my Nikon, but saw they now have a lens 18-300 which I also included in the purchase. I have a 300 lens, but I have to take it separately with me and a combined lens is ideal. As my photo expeditions are mainly by wheelchair it means I do not have to carry these heavy cameras and lens, but can just sit and shoot. Of course the wheelchair is not my chosen transport method, would rather be able to spring around and go places like in the old days, but MS does not want me too. I just make the most of what I have.
Sometimes I have difficult moving days but generally I manage. I have noticed that a bit of physical training helps a lot. It seems to keep the muscles working taking over part of the work that the nerves used to do when they were functioning normally. However, MS is a different kettle of fish for each person that has it, and what works for me does not always work for the others.
If I need stuff like this I usually order online with the same company. I notice how customer friendly these companies are becoming, probably because they now face stronger completion. Every thing is confirmed with e-mails containing the details and you also get a track and trace of the parcel. Yesterday my camera was already in the post sorting office and today it will be delivered. I even got the same details from something I ordered that came from China. The world is getting smaller it seems.
I noticed Mr. Crow was keeping an eye on things this morning from the opposite roof top waiting for me to spread out the bread remainders so that he could inform the muder/pack (a murder of crows?) to come and get it and they do.
Yesterday was a complicated day for me. In the morning shopping and afternoon a trip with Mr. Swiss to his doc. I dropped him off and had another parking adventure in the park house. It goes down in a circle until you find a parking space, so I was two stories below. At last I discovered where the reading machine was when I entered for my plastic parking card. It is at the end of the row of the ticket machine. Now I am amongst the professionals and just reach out with the card in my hand, show it to the flashing light and the barrier opens. I know you can all do it, but for a golden oldie that had a chauffeur, I have to learn this all again. I afterwards went to the doctor’s surgery to wait for Mr. Swiss and we drove home again afterwards.
Today is another doctor visit for him, but this time at the hospital. I also have the week-end shopping to do, so the plan is that I drop Mr. Swiss off at the hospital, drive on to the next village to the supermarket, get the goods and pick him up at the hospital afterwards. I do not have time in the morning to fit in the shopping and cleaning, cook lunch and then straight to the hospital after lunch as we have to be there at 2.30 p.m. I really have no time for mysself at the moment, but hope next week will be better. The weather is so good and I am missing it with these appointments. In the olden days we would split the stuff, but both of us are not getting any younger and Mr. Swiss has moving difficulties.
It is now way pass 9.00 a.m. and time to move on with the rest of the work. Friday again, but those that still have week-ends, enjoy it. For me life has become one long week-end.
I noticed the mistletoe was showing itself again last week on the trees by the river. Now is the best chance for a photo as in summer it disappears between the leaves of the trees.
It's just banter
aka MS. Kendall
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