What a wonderful scene when I stopped hugging the bed and looked out of the window: sun, clouds and the Jura mountains, it could not be better. Will we really be having a sunny rain free day today? I wish you could hear the background noise of the wind rushing through the trees. Yes, it is a windy day, Reminds me of the park scenes of the 1966 Anntonioni film “Blowup” with David Hemmings and Vanessa Redgrave. That was many years ago, but one of the films that remain with me, a grat film, especially as it was filmed in the London.
But now I am in the Kanton of Solothurn in Switzerland and we only get films with cows and Heidi and a few Swiss chalets and of course horses.
Yesterday I wheeled along in my chair to town in the afternoon and on the way saw the horses in the field behind the local railway. I always make a stop there to see if the farmer has let the horses out. This time I even caught a action photo. They were all on the meadow and this one seemed to have seen a better patch of grass to munch.
Buttercups seem to be the main dish on the menu.
Eventially I arrived at the entrance of town where our bike days were being held.
This was the only part I actually saw of the biker days as it was all happening behind closed screens and you only had a chance to see anything if you paid. I do not usually have money with me when on my way with my wheelchair and I was not expecting to have to pay for the privilege of watching bikers perform. They had organised a few races and there were events for the intrepid cyclists. It seems everyone had to pay for the organisation. And then it began to rain, not constantly but in between and not enough to get soaked.
I eventually decided to wheel on home as it was not so pleasant outside.
I made a short diversion to the local aviary where we have some interesting birds, but there was nothing new so off home I went. Mr. Swiss was glad to see me again, thinking I would disappear for a few hours.
Today is another venture into the world of grocery shopping this afternoon. My plan has been made for the next couple of days after a conference with Mr. Swiss and now I am left with a view of the local wild meadow. Every day I discovered new flowers that arrive.
Yesterday I discovered a patch of ragged robin, at least I believe that is the name. Something pink makes a change and brightens up the meadow.
And now time to go into action. I did tend to remain beneath the duvet longer this morning, but a privilege of a gold oldie. Have a good day everyone. See you around.