This is going from bad to worse at the moment. We seem to be captured by mist currently and it hovers all through the day. Yesterday I was on my way home from the stores. It was about 4.30 in the afternoon, and the mist began to get thicker. As I drove through the various streets I only had the outlines of the surroundings. I was glad to arrive home.
I now have a new game in my car to pass the time. Since I now have the correct screen on my car, at least the one I like, I discovered that I even see the names of the streets I am driving through. That is quite interesting, although I know most of them, I know this interests no-one, but I had Weissenstenstrasse, Grenchenstrasse, Herrenweg, Obere Sternenegasse (where we once actually had an apartment for a few years) and then Baselstrasse where I turn off into our little estate into the Mattenstrasse eventually arriving in my garage. My own street does not appear by name as it does not have any traffic. I also discovered that I should concentrate more on the traffic that the street names perhaps. It is really fantastic the progress we make with such gadgets. I suppose it is all combined with my GPS, which I must admit have not used up to now.
I am afraid my new photos are far and in between at the moment. I used to take photos constantly as a passenger when Mr. Swiss was driving but as his mobility is quite restricted now, more than mine actually, I have to concentrate on the road as I am the only driver in the family. I miss all those road events like tractors, road works and the surrounding fields. My only opportunity for photography now is from my window or when I take a wheelie in my chair. Wheelies are only possible at the week-end and perhaps a couple of afternoons during the week when I do not have other things to do.
I just got a reminder on my computer and iPhone that next week on Tuesday afternoon, I must take my cat to the vet. It is her once a year appointment, now combined with taking blood samples to see how her kidneys are. She is now on a constant diet of special food and a daily dose of medicine, but she seems to be bearing up for a 17 year old feline. None of us are getting younger unfortunately and time is really creeping up on me. I know too many people in the obits in the daily newspaper. Others I do not even recognise if I meet them on the street because their hair colour seems to have changed from their dark browns to a shade of grey or white, just like mine.
And now to go. It is Saturday, the week-end, but there are still things to do, although no shopping. If it does brighten up in the afternoon I might go for a wheelie somewhere, who knows.
Here is another wonderful bright and clear photo of the morning mists. That is not the sun in the middle, but a street lamp. I hope your weather is a little more clearer than mine today. Have a good one and make the most of it.