A local beer festival
The Christmas Market
The goal for the fastest pig competition
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.
Yes,, we have a sunrise. I must admit I hugged my bed just a little longer this morning, but that gave the clouds enough time to shift to one side and let the sun arrive. Actually when I first arose I went to the back window and it was still overcast. By the time I had worked through my No. 1 son’s bed, the cat recycling tray and raised all the blinds I got to the front garden and saw there was light. I realised if the front was light, then it must be at the back as well, because that is East where the sun arrives and it was so, so I returned to the back window and took a few photos of a sunrise to make the most of it. It has been so long since I saw one.
Encouraged with this sign of light I took a closer look at my garden beds and I saw that the first chives have appeared: little green shoots are poking through. At last I can add the real thing to my salad sauce and not the dehydrated pieces in a plastic jar from the supermarket.
There were also some fresh mint leaves, is Spring on its way?
Of course, the crocus have began to show their first sprouts. I might even be tempted to go places in my wheelchair this afternoon, if it does not rain in the meanwhile.
I also noticed a change in the bird behaviour. For a couple of days the magpies have made themselves scarce and the crows only come on a short visit. The walnuts and peanuts lay neglected until late morning when they suddenly disappear. The sparrows have doubled in number. I have now shifted my birdhouse nearer to the kitchen window as I found it was becoming quite neglected, but that was a mistake. It is the tits that like to select their food from higher levels and not the ground as the sparrows do and they still visit for their food supplies, but no longer seem to eat so much.
My cat Tabby is also eating more at the moment since her vet visit. Yesterday she spent quite a while in front of the window bird watching. Even an elderly lady still has her fun.
I was on my usual shopping trip yesterday and had another win on the machine they have in the supermarket. When you pay at the cash desk you take your cash receipt and hold the stripy code agains the window in the machine. A circle of lights begin to turn and stops. If you are lucky it stops at a place where you can win. I won another ticket. It is the fourth time it has happened to me, for extra double points when I pay the next time. As an exception I can combine this ticket with one that I already have for double points making four times as many points. there is a pay out every 2 months and I usually collect enough points for 100 Swiss Francs off the bill. When I used to go shopping with Mr. Swiss in the good old days before we both had our mobility problems, I never seemed to have the time to examine these details, but since doing the solo trip I am getting quite an expert.
Yesterday evening there was not much on the TV, German or British, so I at last sorted all the income Tax documents we had received from various directions. We have time to hand it all in with the papers until March when we should have all the information we require. Mr. Swiss always did it, but now it is my turn, although he is in the background with advice and help. We also have a tax advising guy that sort the documentation for us and hands it in to the authorities with the completed forms. I have now sorted it in various plastic folders and have told Mr. Swiss to throw an eye on it. In Switzerland it seems everyone must be an accounts expert. From this year the new tax documents will only be available on line and it will all have to be done by mobile phone or computer. I am not quite sure what this means for me, but I do know we now have to have a password for progressing it all. How do the golden oldies without computers or mobile phones manage? It is not everyone a computer expert.
And now to move on with yet another stunning sunrise photo. I am a little behind with my daily planning due to a sleep in. So have a good day everyone, or sleep well, according to where you are in the world. I will now finished my breakfast cuppa and move on to the bathroom to complete my ablutions. See you around on the flip side.
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