A bouquet: I can see gerbera and roses.
A bouquet: I can see gerbera and roses.
How are you supposed to speed along when you get these road signs as you turn the corner telling you how fast you were, which is usually faster than you should be. I am supposed to keep my eyes on the road not read illuminated signs.
I have been driving a car for the last 40-50 years on and off. In the last 10 years more off as Mr. Swiss took over and I was quite happy to take some photos on the way. This has now changed as he no longer drives: age catches up on all of us, but I have a problem. I drive an automatic as I cannot use my left leg. I even have to lift it with my hands to put it in the car. OK, no big problem. I only need my right foot for driving. However, my right foot cannot read the speedometer. There I am driving along on a nearly empty road with a limit of 50 kph and I read 60 on the screen, meaning the right foot is not behaving. For a while I had a nice little route to the supermarket, all 30 kph and it suited me. No big rush, the right foot was resting nicely and I was crawling and admiring the scenery and then they decided to resurface the road: not all at once but bit by bit. And so I chose a different route to the store as it became a stop and go. Now it was no holds barred with 50 kph and that is when I have my problems. My right foot does not know the difference between 50 and 60.
I will have to go back to my old route, perhaps they are now finished with the roadworks.
Why this road?
I travel 3-4 times a week
I see the same old sites
An outlook very bleak
At the end of the route
I arrive to where I am going
Always the same place
My boredom is now showing
My steering wheel at fingertips
I am now on the road
Europe lays before me
But my ambitions have now slowed
In my car I have a GPS
Which still remains unused
Why should I switch it on
Driving would get confused
I have never been to Amsterdam
Take the road, it is not far
Cut through France and Belgium
In my speedy little car
I might lose the way
If I turn right in France
Because then I would be in Germany
Now that would be a dance
It is cold and very windy
and even looks like snow
I have decided to stay at home
There is no reason to go
Switzerland, pollution? No never, we are famous for our super clean air, mountains with their overdose of oxygen and everything environment friendly. However let us just lift the lid a little and look below. We have nuclear power plants to produce our electricity. Of course they are safe and clean and necessary to supply the energy we need for machines driven by electricity.
If I take a journey by train to Zürich it goes through the little village of Gösgen, about 10 minutes away and there you meet the first big chimney. I used to fly to London once a year when my dad was still alive and one of the first sights I saw from the plane after leaving Zürich Airport was a white cloud poking through the sky as the plane flew over Gösgen, as it was on the flight route.
Of course it is safe according to the authorities. A few years ago they had an open day and anyone could visit the plant and see how it works. One gentlemen asked if he could bring his geiger counter with him. This request was refused. I wonder why?
After the earthquake in Japan that damaged one of their nuclear power factories Switzerland got around to thinking. I believe it was the result of one of our referendums that it was decided to stop using nuclear power, and slowly the plants should be closed, although this will take at least 30 years when not more. And where do we get the energy from when they close down? A problem as nuclear power is do easy isn’t it (forget Chernobyl, most already have). There is also the fact that the French have a complete row of these energy producers on the Swiss borders, but at least we will not poison ourselves if anything goes wrong, we can blame it on France. In the meanwhile I enjoy taking a few photos of the chimney belching out its friendly steam as I pass by train.
It is not all grey skies and misery, but we really have a Winter return. Our part of Switzerland was lucky and we had no snow. However Base, Bern and St. Galll got hit with snowfall yesterday amongst other towns and there are warnings about driving on the motorway with its icy, skiddy layer. I am glad I do not have to go places today, especially as I already have my summer tyres on the car. They are new tyres, so probably I would be OK, but better safe than sorry.
It is icy cold outside, 2° C, and I took precautions yesterday evening and covered my raised beds, although there are no signs of ground frost. I found it such a shame to have the Spring flowers and plants now making their way and did not want them to disappear through the visiting polar air we are getting at the moment. It seems to be a bit of a universal thing with Europe suffering from the cold and even in parts of the States they only seem to be having rain and cold.
My peonies are now thinking about opening the first buds, so I am hoping they will survive the cold weather snap we are getting at the moment. In German the name is “Pfingstrose” which would mean Whit roses, as that is when they are expected to flower. Whitsun is 9th June this year, so I hope they will still be flowering then, if at all.
The tulips are now saying goodbye and the only remainders of the flowers are the seed pods. Some say you should remove them to save the strength of the tulip for producing new flowers next year, although I have never done that and they flower just as well.
And so what to do on this dreary cold Sunday. There is a cold wind blowing, it is raining and I do not think I will be going places today, although if the weather changes I will put on my warm Winter jacket and chance a journey somewhere. Yesterday afternoon I was homebound but spent my time on the computer doing this and that and in the evening cooking some chilli con carne for the evening meal. It was the ideal weather for it.
Mr. Swiss has now joined me in the kitchen to make his second cup of coffee of the day, but it is not certain he will stay. We golden oldies enjoy hugging the bed on Sunday morning. I have already organised the apartment, cleaned the cat tray and given him some fresh water and have also baked up the platt bread for today. My good morning greeting is completed, so what could possibly go wrong. It is a shame there is no background noise when I am writing, otherwise you would hear the wind whistling outside. I have yet another piece to write and then will begin our veal ragout for lunchtime to let it cook nice and slow for the next three hours.
Have a good Sunday and take it easy, that is what Sundays are for I suppose. And those that are working for the benefit of the others, enjoy you next free day.
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