Another one of the wonderful gladiolus that I received in my bouquet.
Another one of the wonderful gladiolus that I received in my bouquet.
One of our Kites going for a flight
A tree full of catkins last week.
This wheel seemed to be squeaking so much, that even the rooster got inquisitive.
No matter wherever I go in our local town, there are groups of people standing together. There is usually one person standing on the side or at the front acting as the leader. In this case someone was pointing, but the others were not interested and seemed to ignore her, but they were all being social.
It seems to be in the blood of the inhabitants. Even in the olden days people gathered in groups, getting together and sharing common denominators, whatever they were.
And of course on a nice sunny day you can always find company in a street restaurant next to the river, especially on our restaurant mile. Our town can be so friendly and it seems you are never alone.
Allow me to show off, I deserve these little perks now and again. Today I was planning on a wheelie on the super sunny day, but laziness won the battle at home, although not quite. If I stay at home, what shall I do with my day? I always have a loose end somewhere, but lately I have been tying them up. This morning I cleaned half the windows, the other half were completed last week. My cleaning lady was busy with the bathroom, shower and kitchen and so what shall I do.
And then it clicked. I got myself a new oven and microwave last November: quite an occasion for me, not something I have every year. I think the last oven was about 10 years old and the microwave had been in the apartment since we moved in, which is now 20 years ago. Of course I love my new oven and it has all the mod cons that I need. but it does not clean itself.
There is a programme for cleaning, meaning intense heat and all the refuse burns into ashes. The idea is to let it run during the night and in the morning just sweep the remains away. However I decided today to clean the oven before it got so bad that I needed an incinerator with accompanying high electricity costs. In half an hour it was done and now is bright and shiny again. Something said go, so I went. I am now wondering what the next item would be on the list. I think Spring cleaning is something we females must have in our blood stream.
Better late then never I suppose, although I have been amongst the land of the living since a few hours. Today is cleaning lady day and so I like to be prepared when she arrives and no time for eating breakfast with the computer. Just a quick two slices of bread and jam, a cup of tea, a shower and then I am ready, come what may. However, it is a lovely sunny morning, and I am again surrounded by my birds. Yesterday was a parade of all my special birds and I even got a robin as the last visitor.
As I was totally unprepared for his appearance, the photo is not so sharp. They seem to be the loners in the bird world and alway arrive on their own.
I then suddenly saw two bigger birds in the tree and afterwards they paid a visit to the canteen outside. My pair of jays had returned. Nesting time is now just around the corner and I am hoping for perhaps a little family this year. I do not know where their nest is. It might not even be in our estate but in the nearby forest.
Otherwise it was again an afternoon at the store, but this time I had various other tasks to fulfil. I had to order some ink for our printer, luckily also in the supermarket. Mr. Swiss needed some meds at the apothek, which meant a little detour and I also had to get some cash for the cleaning lady today. The actual shopping was the usual smooth runnings although they had a couple of special offers, which meant heavy weights to carry and they were tinned goods: chopped tomatoes which I need for my spaghetti sauce and also tuna fish. It is always handy if you have nothing at home and you can make a tuna salad.
I am thinking of another little wheelie this afternoon in such wonderful sunny weather. I visited the chickens only on Sunday, so might go a little further afield into town, although I am planning on the town visit on Thursday for some good photo material on the first day of our week’s carnival. I am hoping that nothing comes in between.
I noticed in the British news how hard England has been hit with floods after the high winds they had. Many people have lost their homes. It is not just the buildings, but all the possessions that you have gathered over the years. Suddenly within and hour, or just minutes, you have nothing left. My No. 2 son was once doing his annual Swiss army duty and they were all ordered in the middle of the night to relocate to an area in Switzerland hard hit by flooding. He spent some time in the village helping to clear the damage away and it was the first time he had seen what destruction the water amounts can do. There was rubble everywhere and homes were absolutely with no usable furniture. He told me how touched the soldiers were when they visited a local restaurant in a quiet moment for a drink. When they asked to pay they were told they were doing enough and payment was not necessary: even in the hardest times there was generosity.
I will now be moving on, dinner is cooking, the cleaning lady is nearly finished and lo and behold I even sorted our tax documents this morning. We are just waiting for one more and then I can say goodbye to tax forms for a year. Actually it is not as bad as I thought it would be and now I have done it once I have an idea how to do it again next. year.
Have a good day everyone, enjoy and hope the weather is with you as it is with me.
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