Good Morning


Sorry, but I cannot do better than this for the good morning hello. We only have pure blue skies, but if you strain your eyes you can see a plane flying overhead, much too high for my telephone camera. I could have taken a photo with my Nikon.


With the zoom lens it would have looked something like this. Often they do not even take off from a Swiss Airport, but are just transit over Switzerland flying to the warmer countries in Europe, such as Spain or Italy. Switzerland is so small, you do not even notice that it is below when flying, except for the alps of course, They always show up from the plane window.

In the meanwhile I have returned for the time being with a good morning greeting. I spent the last two mornings with Mr. Swiss taking him to the clinic for his second eye operation. It went well and I could pick him up after the operation after about 1-1/2 hours. The actual operation takes only about 20 minutes, but it needs preparations before and after. Everything went OK and I had to take him again a day later for an inspection. We now have it almost behind us, just one morning next week for an inspection of the operated eye of this week and then back to normal life. He will probably have to report again in a month to see how it is all progressing and begin to think about a new pair of eye glasses with a new focus. He is quite satisfied and now has better sight in both eyes. The miracle of modern surgery.


Otherwise life continues as usual. Cooking, cleaning and shopping seem to be the main part of my existence, and now that my “me” time is back, I will probably try to enjoy the perfect weather we have for late Summer by taking a few wheelies in my chair. In the garden there is quite a bit of action and the bees seem to be busy with my flowering sedum. There is a continuous buzzy coming and going on the flower heads. However not all insects are what you wish for.

Yesterday evening just as I was thinking about hugging the bed I saw something clinging to the wall. Mr. Swiss had already retired, so it was me alone. It was quite a big something with 8 legs. My first reaction was to get my camera, but it had chosen the darkest place and the results were not so good. I was sure it would still be around this morning for a photo and it was. As I was emptying my cat’s recycling box it was scuttering around inside. Naturally I was a little shocked and uttered a cry which even Mr. Swiss heard from the bedroom.


And here it is. It escaped to the shower and I found it next to the shower carpet. This time I switched on the light to get it in its full glory. It has quite hairy legs and a nicely developed body, and I am hoping it has found a more comfortable place when I take my shower after writing. We get these big spiders now and again and they used to live in the crack on the step outside to the garden. Since they renovated everything here, there is no longer a crack and so they are a little homeless.  I do not mind spiders in the right place, but my apartment is certainly not where it should be.

And now I should move my butt to something more worthwhile I suppose, although sitting at the computer with my breakfast is also quite good. I have week-end shopping to do this afternoon and a little bit of housework.

Have a good Friday wherever you are in the world and make the most of it. I discovered a new plant in my garden this morning. It seems to be a coreopsis flower  that has began to show its colour. I must say when my lady gardener planted my flowerbeds, she really had a few surprises in her shovels and hoes.


14 thoughts on “Good Morning

  1. Hey, there’s that same airplane that was going someplace important, like San Jose or Vienna! Maybe it is going to Oklahoma City or London today. Contrails are cool like that.

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