These were growing in a flower bed in town. Yet another colour.
These were growing in a flower bed in town. Yet another colour.
It is just a small market town where I live but we have a theatre. I must admit I have never attended a performance. It is naturally German speaking and the programme consists mainly of German classics, old and new.
I often take a wheelie into town in my chair with my camera and pass by the stage door which is left open, handy for a photo. If I would be allowed to wheel in I would be on the stage, on the left would be the seats for the audience. I took this photo this week as the men were organising the stage for a performance. They were calling to each other with various instructions. Of course they saw me taking a few photos, but it did not bother them. It was something completely different for the camera and me. And yes, there is always a pantomime for the kids at Christmas.
I was today’s cyclone without a doubt, it was a marvel of logistic, timing, driving off at 3.00 in the afternoon to the supermarket, finding a parking place and taking the lift to the lower floor on a mission for Mr. Swiss having to go to the drug store, completing that part of the quest and moving on to the grocery department with the task of finding the veg, meat and other sundries. completing my list, striking the items that I had in the trolley, pushing the trolley to the car, loading five bags full into the boot, locking the car, walking to the opticians which was situated in the same mall, having an eye test trying to decipher the various letters on the screen, choosing my new frames for my glasses not seeing anything because you have to remove your own glasses to try different frames, making a choice and now completing my quest so back to the car and driving home, luckily no heavy traffic on the road, arriving home, changing into my home clothes and leaving Mr. Swiss and my son to unpack the shopping, which did not work so I joined in and sorted it all, heating up the oven for the evening meal, now sitting at the computer, later than usual, with my RDP prompt and a few others and saving time this morning having half an hour before lunch, doing a challenge in between, watering the garden. Mr. Swiss passing a compliment that I bought everything and did not forget anything, although, if it is on the list I get it, finishing now although cyclones live for 3-7 days, so who knows what will appear on the cyclonic horizon tomorrow, this piece having no paragraphs, just a few commas.
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Getting up on time and not hugging the bed really makes all the difference to the sunrise photos. You get a bit of colour and dynamic in the event. It looks like it will be a good one today. Yesterday was overcast and when I went for my wheelie in the chair in the afternoon I was missing my gloves, and that in April.
The first thing that attracted my attention were the two flowering trees on the opposite side of the road in the garden of the villa. No-one really lives in this big house, an it is mainly used for concerts or exhibitions, but it is well kept. And so I moved on. Suddenly I felt a rather heavy bump on my wheelchair. I was in the pedestrian lane as always next to the bicycle path and a small boy bumped into my chair on his bike. His mother was accompanying him and told him to be more careful. I remarked as long as my wheelchair is not damaged. I drove on and everything seemed to be OK. She had a few other children with her. You cannot be too careful when on the move.
I also had a check to see if my car was still outside (the one at the end on the right in the photo). We had to park outside because our parking hall was being cleaned so I grabbed my place in the evening where there was still plenty of room. These spaces are usually reserved for visitors. When I returned from my wheelie about one and half hours later Mr. Swiss said he would go and have a look if the garage was now finished. I had already changed into my home clothes. When he returned he said that the garage was now free. And so I put on my respectable clothing again, took my walker and parked it in the garage. Afterwards I had to walk a distance with just my stick to the car outside, but I survived and drove it back into the garage. At least it was dealt with and life could continue as always.
I waved a hello to the horses in the farm next door on my way to town, but they ignored m. They were too busy grazing. This farmer also has a shed full of cows.
As I entered the tunnel to cross the road to town in my chair I noticed that the local authorities had been busy with their spring cleaning. Not only has our private garage had a cleaning shower, but the tunnel into town had also been cleaned.
I also noticed that the pond in our museum park had now been filled again with water. It is empty during the Winter as the water could freeze in the pipes, but now it is sprouting. Slowly the town is wearing its good weather dress again.
The magnolia trees are still flowering, but now slowly going to their end and they are losing their petals. I had been watching them for a few weeks and it seems their flowers are now dwindling and soon it will again be a past event until next year, I was mainly on a quest for a few challenge photos for the week, which I found, so you can see more on another blogging occasion.
I had quite a heavy schedule when I got home writing a few blogs and uploading the 80 photos I took, as well as fitting the evening meal in between. Sometimes retired life is more work than when I was a working lady, and I do not even get paid for it – a work of love I suppose.
Today is weekend shopping in the afternoon and then a visit to the opticians which is also in mall where the supermarket is, so I have managed to reduce the stress. It is many years since I had my eyes tested, but I am looking forward to getting new eye glasses eventually, although that is not a cheap occasion. The frames are reasonable, but the testing and manufacture of the new lens is not. I also got a heavy bill from the sickness insurance yesterday for my MS medicine. Luckily I only pay 10%, the insurance pays the rest, but the medicine I inject with the specially prepared one-time use injections is not cheap.
And now to move on with all the trimmings of daily life. Enjoy the forget-me-nots in my garden. They are perennials, Caucasus forget-me-nots and arrive annually since at least 15 years.
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