Good Morning


The sun says good morning and the clouds are gradually receding, although I like my clouds in the morning. It makes a wonderful picture to greet the day. There is a cool breeze, but that is fine with me. It feels so fresh and helps to remove the cobwebs in front of my eyes.


I took my usual morning walk around the garden and saw that my bleeding heart plant, even after six weeks, still has some flower stalks. It is one of the first to flower and remains for a while. Afterwards the seed pods arrive, their job is done and they disappear for another year, so is nature. Even a tiny bug did a little photo bombing.


And what about this one. Yet another arrival, the yellow loosestrife, another annual visitor since 20 years. I am becoming quite a plant expert, learning their names, although  nobody is perfect, and even my plant app makes mistakes, or gives me about 100 alternatives for one photo and I choose the wrong one.

I had a marathon shopping expedition yesterday with five bags full. Even the assistant on the cash till left her place to help me pack it into the bags. I was really having problems and was glad. I was glad to reach the car in one piece and eventually sit and drive and have it all behind me. Shopping for four and a half days can be very strenuous, but I did it. Monday is the worse day for closed shops as you must concentrate on the menu planning and get stuff that more or less stays fresh. Of course I can freeze, which I do for the bread, but I am not keen on freezing meat. Vegetables can be bought frozen, which I do now and again.

Mr. Swiss made the suggestion of cooking Kalbhaxen (large sliced pieces of calf leg) for a change for Sunday lunch. I have not done that for some time, mainly because I do not see it being sold. However, the butcher only has frozen pieces which is fine by me as these I could just pop into the freezer when I reached home. I make a casserole of the meat together with finely cut veg and let it cook for a couple of hours. I even get the marrow bone with it, which we all like.

The question is now shall I go for an outing or not this afternoon. I have decided no more stress, I always try to deal with everything, and sometimes it is better not to. If the weather stays relatively cool, I might go places, but no longer if we have a heat wave. It all becomes too much for me. In our new golden oldie way of life, Mr. Swiss now retires earlier in the evening, which is OK with me, although I do miss our little moments together late evening. However, even this  brings its changes. I do not bother so much with TV in the evening, prefer to read a book and now I have discovered that I can also do a little computer without bothering anyone.

Things were piling up on my desk to deal with and there were a few important mails to organise. Some time ago I bought a new car. I am very happy with my Skoda, could not be better, but all I want to do it drive it. When I bought it Skoda contacted me by a phone survey asking if I was satisfied with the service and the car etc. etc. and so I answered it by SMS phone message. A few weeks later I get a survey formula from an institute from Skoda, three pages of information requests and my opinion. I ignored this one, and two weeks later they sent it again. It all comes from the survey company. I just do not have the time for such things. If I had a problem with the car I would have reported it. I decided to file it in the garbage can yesterday.

I bought new eye glasses a month ago and same thing. First of all the SMS, but that was from the optician shop where I bought them. I answered and two days ago I get a form to complete about my opinion of the company and various details. This was a quick one, so I completed it yesterday and will put it in the post today. They also have this on online. Customer satisfaction is a good thing and these companies can be praised for their after sales service, but sometimes it gets a little too much.


And now to move on with the physical part of my housewife daily training programme. All my stuff in he garden seems to be producing mega large leaves. I wonder if my hollyhock flowers will be as large when they arrive.

I must go, have a good start to the week-end, I will see you all later on the flip side.


Part of the old walls surrounding the local town of Solothurn, probably for defending. Today they are more there to attract the tourists.

22 thoughts on “Good Morning

  1. Good Morning. You have actually identified one more species than I would have. I am not familiar with loostrife, and had only seen it in your pictures. I would not be able to identify it with certainty if I saw it again. I probably would not identify hollyhock either if I was not already aware that it lives in your garden.

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    • Actually I understood the Skoda idea. I had bought the car, and they were having it followed up by a survey institiute. The questions were just a little too detailed. How many seats has the car got, etc etc. I read through the first page and gave up. The opticians survey was just crossing yes or no and perhaps adding a few comments, which I did not. The most annoying are those that make the telephone calls and can hardly speak the language.

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  2. We have an incredibly lush woods and flowers too. I have to assume it was all that rain that did it because this level of leaves and flowers is rare so early in the season. Weird because April was terrible, and suddenly, June is here and it’s not late spring — it’s summer!

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  3. Nature always makes me feel so happy and content, even though we feel so small when we look around and see how much things are just, how they are, even without our presence the cycle of life aided by time would still go on, even without our interference the bees would carry on with their job, the ants would still work tirelessly and the sun would come to greet the solar system like clockwork.

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