Basically I suppose when you are a golden oldie, time no longer matters. There is nothing waiting for you, you can please yourself, eat, sleep and live how you want to, although it just does not always work like that. I like to rise in the morning with time on my hands, enjoy the sun rise, potter around, organise the daily rituals like breakfast, computer and afterwards putting everything in order. Unfortunately it does not always work like that. Perhaps there is a residue of Sunday morning lay-ins left, but this morning I was having an adventure dream, something to do with chauffeuring a character from the East Enders soap series (Max Branning of all people) and suddenly the alarm rang. Yes I still have one, why I do not know. Anyhow I slept for a further half an hour decided to find out what happened with my car journey which was actually in the village of Bellach, were I used to work. The dream really did continue but then Mr. Swiss decided to stop hugging the bed and I eventually joined him. At least I had a little adventure in my dreams at the beginning of the day.
As you can see I managed to capture my morning sunrise although a little later, it had already risen, but a good start to the day. So after boring you all with my dreams and moving sleep life it is now back to reality.
I dragged myself into town yesterday afternoon on a wheelie in my chair. It is strange how the sunlight in late Winter seems to illuminate the same scenes in a different way. This was the beginning of my voyage along the side path to the local railway tracks with the main road on the right. Sometimes a train might pass bye, but this time it was a quiet afternoon.
There were some horses grazing on the field over the fence next to the railway tracks. It seems there is a landowner that probably hires out his stables to various horse owners, although perhaps he breeds them as now and again he has foals on the field.
This time there were just a few horses grazing on the field.
I decided to take the long way round to town this time going through the area with various religious buildings, but always the Jura mountains in the background.
This is one of the chapels in the middle of the green fields. In spring the fields are used as agricultural planting space, but always with a different crop. Last year it was wheat, but the year before it was sunflowers, hundreds of them as far as the eye could see. I am hoping for something colourful this year, but currently the grass is growing and leaving a peaceful scenery for a quiet meander through the area.
If you continue you eventually enter the town through the back door, and the first large building you see is the reform church. Both my two sons were christened there. The other building on the right is the Kantons Bank, I mean we are in Switzerland and banks are everywhere: also a form of religion for the wealthy.
And so I continued on my wheelie enjoyed the sights and fresh air and eventually wheeled on home. I had a chicken to cook for the evening meal and a few thoughts to register on my computer.
And now I should really get on with my morning, the world is not only computers and blogs, but there are things happening all around me. Two crows are having a discussion in front of my window about who gets the first choice of peanuts and walnuts and in between I am capturing the moment with my camera.
Have a good Sunday everyone, may it be a good one without stress.
I leave you with a photo of two interesting bushes I saw on my way home yesterday, capturing the shadows of a lamppost caused by the brilliant sunshine.