Let’s have a good old fashioned white orchid today.
Let’s have a good old fashioned white orchid today.
This is the British Houses of Parliament and it remains British. This evening Great Britain will leave Europe to itself and once again have its own laws. There will be no more changing the electrical installations to comply with those in Europe and now the vacuum cleaners can return to their original strength although I am not sure if it will work that way. Nobody knows how this is going to work, not even Europe, but who cares. I was surprised when Switzerland voted against joining the EU many years ago, but we are still alive living in the middle of Europe and we saved a lot of complications by doing it.
The British Prime Minister, Boris Johnson, seemed to be quite happy this evening with the event and Nigel Farage, one of the political leaders who was totally against the EU, is ecstatic about it. At last he has reached his goal. They even switched off Nigel’s microphone when he was holding his good bye Europe speech.
And me? After living in Switzerland for the past 53 years and never being in the EU due to a direct democratic decision by the Swiss, it does not bother me at all. I am just inquisitive to see what happens next.
And this is Nigel Farage’s last speech in the EU Parliament. Apparently it was the flags at the end that met with disapproval. I just found it quite amusing. It does not mean that I agree with what he says.
My hair is now grey, my bones have gone rusty
Even my features are becoming quite crusty
Where is the action I used to enjoy?
I am now an old lady, Mr. Swiss an old boy
We cling onto our walkers, no running for the bus
Take an afternoon sleep, have no patience for fuss
Free time still exists filled with visits to the doc
Long for the days when we did not need a stock
We looked forward to retirement to do what we wanted
but this was an illusion, our life is now haunted
In the evening we relax, to the bed we will creep
But we still watch TV, if we do not fall asleep
A harvest collection in our village.
When I saw the subject of this prompt, I could not resist joining in. I think this pigeons must have know it and poised for my photo yesterday on a walk in town.
I decided to omit a photo of this morning’s sky, because it is not a sky, just something plain and grey. It is raining and cold and very very boring. Instead I show a photo from yesterday afternoon when I again broke loose to conquer my world, be it only with a camera. This was the first photo I took as I was leaving our estate with a distant view of the Bernese Alps and a wonderful sky to match it. Not too many clouds, but enough to paint a picture. The sun broke through yesterday morning, but only in the afternoon did it succeed in staying for a while. As I was wheeling home in my chair I suddenly felt something dropping onto my jacket. It had even begun to rain, although I was nearly home so no danger was done. It is particularly irritating when you are wheeling along in an open chair as you have no great protection.
The first thing I saw on my journey as I wheeled along the main road were these crows opposite. The farmer had ploughed up the field and they had arrived to take a peck at what lay beneath the earth.
As I looked up at the Jura mountains in the background I noticed that snow had fallen on the higher slopes. We have had very little snow this year and in the lower lands where our village is, had only one day of snow on 13th December. I know the date as I took a few photos of it which are now a reminder that it did actually snow once. On the one hand I am glad that we had no snow, it makes it easier to drive on the roads, on the other hand it is not so normal and I am not sure what our nature gods will do with less snow. The strange thing is that we have had quite a cold Winter without the snow. And now we are told that temperatures will be over 10° C this week-end, almost Spring.
I eventually arrived in town and wheeled past our old arsenal building. It is the one where they cover the windows at Christmas with Christmas Calendar pictures. The steps on the left lead to an older house that was built by a wealthy industrial family sometime in the 17th-18th centuary. It is said that Casanova once spent some time in the house on a visit to our town, getting to know Lady von Roll a little better, although whether it is the truth or legend is not certain.
There were not many people in town and the small side streets were quite empty, but all the more you can capture their quaint beauty. Very little has changed in this town over the years and the houses are protected in their form. The high rise modern part of town is more on the edge out of the way of the natural beauty of the central part.
I also noticed that our usually crowded restaurant mile on the Landhaus Quay had less visitors than usual, but it was a weekday and the working population were busy with other chores. For the golden oldies it was also a little cold.
Eventually I wheeled on home. I did not want to stay too long, as I had other things to do at home. However, what would be a visit to town in Winter without taking some memorable photos of our gull population who seem to outnumber the humans at the moment.
And now to turn my thoughts to the day ahead. Yet again it is week-end shopping afternoon and I have been busy planning the food requirements. As soon as Monday arrives, it seems to be Friday again. I have no extra chores today and I am hoping for a stressless day, as probably most of you are. I am off now, so enjoy the day, it’s Friday and for the workers they now have a week-end in front. A big thank you for those that work at the week-end for the benefit of the rest of the population.
A local beer festival
The Christmas Market
The goal for the fastest pig competition
Those black eyed Susans seem to be staring at me.
I have had this car just over a year. Of course I can drive it, but I think it is only now that I am really beginning to understand it. The sales guy organised this screen when I bought it. Of course there are many screen choices, but the salesman decided this would be the most useful. I found it strange at the beginning, but after my first tyre change from Winter to Summer the guy that did it turned it off and I missed it. Now and again I tried to turn it on again, but I had the wireless running in the background, and I did not want any wireless distraction. After not driving since I was retired. I left it all to Mr. Swiss. When he gave up his driving licence, I had no choice, bought my own car and there I was in the world of driving with a screen to accompany me.
Last week I visited the garage to check about when I should have my first service. There was a lady there, she came with me to the car and showed me how to look and she organised my screen again, but it had the radio in the background. She said that was no problem and with a switch turned it off, it was so simple. Now I have my screen again and further, I sometimes listen to the radio when I am driving. At the age of 73 I am getting back into the old routine. Apparently it is never too late to learn.
On this screen I even see the street where I am on the top left corner. I took the photo when my car was parked at the supermarket before switching it off. I can even see roughly how many kilometres I must drive before tanking. The numbers are not showing on the photo, because I was parked.
I did not grow up in a family with a car. Dad could not drive and for mum the drive in a car was always something special. I think this legacy of a non-driving family remained with me. I still have a strange feeling when I realise I am driving a car. but as soon as I am behind the wheel everything seems to take care of itself.
I think the saying is that “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”, although I failed to see the beauty of this statue that someone had in their front garden in our village. The beholder probably had his own ideas.
In another front garden I saw this statue: a little more realistic, and very nice, although I thought it looked a little out of place, but nice describes it.
And then we have this outside a building along the river. Admittedly it had its charm, but I am not so sure that the word aesthetic would apply.
Oh, forget the whole thing, just a photo of our river supplies the real meaning of the word, and that was created by mother nature, with a little human help to keep it aesthetic.
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