They seem to be everywhere at the moment, some of the last berries of the year.FOTD 30th November 2020: Snowberries
Daily Archives: 30/11/2020
FOWC with Fandango: Putrid
Cows like to share their recycled matter with others, mainly flies. I think it is one of nature’s circles of life. The cow eats hay, and drops the recycled matter on the ground. The flies build a home in it for their many offspring and when the youngsters have hatched, the rain washes the remainder away. It is not putried, just one of nature’s byproducts.FOWC with Fandango: Putrid
RDP Monday: Flush
Before my feline Nera left us for her 10th life a couple of years ago, I remember we had to call her when we flushed the toilet. She was the best water taster we had.RDP Monday: Flush
I saw a cloud this morning. Nothing impressive, just some outlines of what could be. At least there is some movement in the sky. I am really getting a little depressed with this dull weather we are having, but according to the weather report, I should not be so negative. Tomorrow we will have our first snowfall, big deal. Today will be the last chance to actually go places – the store – and buy food, because Tuesday will become a day of isolation.
I did a quick mental check and discovered that I am covered for food more or less until Tuesday. I will add a few necessities today. What is with Wednesday? Apparently then no more snow, but will it still be with us laying frozen clinging to the ground. For lunch on Wednesday I have nothing, although wait a moment. The Swiss cervelat, our national sausage, is in the fridge. I have three of them left from the week-end and that will be ideal for lunch of Wednesday. In the meanwhile I will compose an online order from the supermarket to be delivered on Wednesday so what could possibly go wrong. At least we will not starve.
Due to my week-end exile indoors, there are no prize winning photos to see, just the remnants of what is still in the garden. The sedum had seen better days, but is still holding its head up with the remains of what was once a flower head.
The hostas are also looking the worst for wear, and all that is left are the dried seed pods on their stalks. That is also a small wonder, because I have not yet cut down the remaining stalks, or organisaed No. 1 son to do it for me. Seeds are no longer there, but they rarely germinate to form a new plant.
Otherwise I seem to have spent my Sunday with cooking lunch and the afternoon recreation with the computer. After watching a film featuring various sea monsters with a story behind it, I was confronted with the beginning of the Tom Cruise film week and naturally with a Mission Impossible film. Not really my taste, but I somehow get interested in those stupid films, full of stunts that no human being could perform in real life and all tricks of the camera. I think it was No. 5, Rogue Nation, of the series, but am not so sure. And that was my boring week-end.
The week-end was again a Swiss voting week-end, although we do our voting by post. Yes Mr. Trump, we have been doing it for years and no problem. I do not think I have seen the inside of a voting office for the past 20 years. I have a very good system.I look quickly at the information sent, and then have a look at what Mr. Swiss voted. I am mostly his opinion with a few exceptions. I did not have so much time last week, so decided to share his opinion. It all worked out OK. The voters have now given our local police more power with their investigations. That is OK, but I hope that we are not becoming a police Kanton.
And now to apply my own laws within my own four walls. We now have the week-end behind us and are slipping nearer to Christmas daily. Have a good day. Some of the neighbours are already applying their Christmas decorations,
but nothing too extreme up to now.