Dandelion with pasenger
Dandelion with pasenger
Ready for the wedding
No idea what it is, perhaps a Bently, but looks good.
My little Skoda, but I love this car and it is even looking clean. I havn’t given it a wash since I got it at the beginning of the year, but it stays clean under the dust.
I remember my first mobile phone, even have a photo. I am sure it was a hand me down from Mr. Swiss. My first digital camera was a hand me down from Mr. Swiss. Both were the start of a new online life for me.
It is funny how things develop. I am now the proud possessor of one of the newest developments of mobile phones, thinking about getting a new one because of the improved camera, and he still has an older model.
As far as cameras are concerned, the digital camera was my opening to the world of photography. I even gave Mr. Swiss my Canon digital camera when I got my Nikon with all the various lens and improvements. He returned the Canon to me, saying he no longer takes any photos with cameras.
The first computer we had, we even shared. I had to wait for him until it was free and then I eventually got myself a Commodore 128, followed by an Amiga, but I discovered I was then sharing that one with my No. 2 son. This was all about 40 years ago. Since then we do our own thing with our own computers. I can even do web sites, although that was some time ago. Mr. Swiss is still the Excel expert, although I did the accounts for our local village first aid organisation for 6 years in Excel. I have now forgotten most of it, and my computer work is now mainly blogging.
We are naturally both online with finance and for a golden oldie couple, have moved with the times.
Has our garden made an error, or was this hollyhock meant to appear at the end of September. I notice it a couple of days ago, took a closer look with the camera, and yes it is full in flower. We have temperatures outside of about 16° C at the moment, but it is surviving.
Our indoor temperature is only 20.7 °C and Mr. Swiss is convinced that the heating is not functioning properly. It is quite cool indoors, but I will survive. My body makes mistakes by registering the temperature. Whilst I am still moving around at home in shorts and a t-shirt, the others are shivering.
Otherwise to error is human and to forgive is divine said my mum and she was always right, at least she always thought so.
What to do for a photo of clouds, when you have 1,600 in your archives?
The clouds that try to be friendly,
perhaps something colourful
and of course there are the clouds that do not even bother.
Where was I this morning? I had to reconstruct my usual morning habits due to a doctor’s visit. My cleaning lady usually arrives on Tuesday morning but she is away for two weeks in Miami. Cleaning ladies seem to see more of the world today than the people she cleans for. She was attending a woman’s conference and will be gone for two weeks, so my bathroom and shower, as well as the kitchen, will be surviving without her.
I was again visiting another part of town with my car. I dropped Mr. Swiss off at the docs and afterwards parked in the underground car park. It was one of those parks that go deep into the bowels of the earth on a circular route and you hope and pray that there will be an available space before reaching the bottom. Was it my imagination or does the air seem to get hotter the further you go down? I afterwards joined Mr. Swiss and dealt with our business at the docs. When we left Mr. Swiss decided he had an important purchase to make in the store next to where the doc is.
He loves his Swiss Gerber cream cheese and they only have them in our local co-op shop. Whilst he completed his mission I dug the car out of the parking house and picked him up afterwards.
After arriving home I had planned a meal that would not take so much time. I had already cooked the rice before we left in the morning, so only had to reheat it. My next task was after lunch. As I did not plan on any important excursions this afternoon I organised No. 1 son to come with me to the glass and metal depot. It is in our village and there are various containers for the recycling of the unwanted goods.
Son No 1 is very well organised. I sit in the car the he takes the bags and empties the unwanted into the correct containers. And that was my morning until after lunch. I have now recovered from my midday sleep and are back in action.
It's just banter
aka MS. Kendall
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