One of the big ones
One of the big ones
The building site toilet
One of Tabby’s favourite places
The result when your cat visits the toilet for a drink and leaves his paw marks behind.
Fish swimming in the river
An aquarium is not needed
Anyone can watch them
They swim around unheeded
But then comes the day
When the menu needs a fill
The fishnet arrives
Time for a midday kill
But please rest assured
Living a short but happy time
Spent in the Rheinfall water
Clean and with no slime
The flight of a bee
was a mystery tour
On it way it discovered
A flower that looked demure
It spread its little legs
and decided to land
It then began to gather
the rewards of contraband
Summer was here again
Time to go to work
No time to lose it though
to gain a little perk
It sprang from flower to flower
In bee paradise
Life was so good
full of pollen spice
We are back to blue cloudless skies this morning, so here is the early evening sky from yesterday. At least it has some cloud action.
Yesterday was a day almost back to normal again. After the doctor visit of Mr. Swiss the day before I urgently needed some normal routine to smooth things over. Mr. Swiss announced yesterday that he would come shopping with me in the afternoon. No problem, there is plenty of room in the car and it does him good to see something else than the four walls at home. He is not a complete invalide, but has his walking problems amongst others. So we put his walker in the back of the car and off we went. The stores are in a mall on two floors. His business was downstairs and mine upstairs in the supermarket, so we parted company and I did my thing, whilst he did his and waited for me on a bench until I was finished.
It is a new situation for us both, both being handicapped with walking. I usually leave my walker at home as the supermarket trolley is just as good and has more room to pile in the bought goods. It took a time for Mr. Swiss to get used to using it when we go places, but it becomes part of your normal life. I am just determined not to let this MS thing take over my life. It does to a certain extent, but there are ways and means to adjust. I am now a full profi and Mr. Swiss still an amateur, but learning fast. Even with 80 years you can adjust. There is also the aspect of getting out and going places and I found it was a good thing that Mr. Swiss at last was out of our four walls and amongst the public.
At the store I saw they had a special offer on orchids. I do have an orchid at home which has begun to flower again, but not developing so well. For the price of only five Swiss Francs for a plant I naturally grabbed at the chance and bought two. A white one is always a choice, but they had so many various colours I had a problem deciding on the second one.
I chose this pink one and now have them on the porch on the table, but in the shade. Even the sun can be too much for an orchid.
I noticed yesterday that my hosta leaves are developing holes. There is one sort which is always under attack from the slugs, but now it has spread to the other hostas. The slug had disappeared for a few weeks during the hot summer days, but temperatures are now normalising a little and it rained in between and the slug population is increasing. It was a signal for the slugs to make their way from their dark spaces up to plant life and stock up on edibles, hostas being one of their favourites.
Luckily my bell flowers (campanella) are not on the slug menu plant. The have been in my garden for a few years and begin to flower in July. They are easy to care for. Some call them balloon flowers as they tend to explode when operning.
Today is a day at home. I have not planned anything and it is still too hot for a wheelie somewhere in the afternoon, although who knows. I might change my mind.
And now to enter my daily housewife life with a little bit of cleaning, a little bit of ironing and a little bit of cooking. Have a good day or night and if you are bored, there is always a computer waiting for you somewhere.
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