Good Evening

We have an expression in German “tote hosen” meaning to be as dead as a dodo (literally dead trousers), and that is the current state of affairs here. Easter holidays are in full swing and I hear nothing and see nothing and there is nothing. I dropped in at Mr. Swiss and on the way. It was an empty street and also road with just the train on its way. No people were to be seen. When I arrived home I decided to cheer myself up with a portion of chocolate ice cream topped with whipped cream.

There were a few bees looking for a room to let in my insect hotel and even they disappeared afterwards when they got comfortable.

One bright moment was when No. 2 son sent me some photos of my grandchildren with their Ukranian guests enjoying their afternoon together.

The neighbour’s cat Roschti payed me a visit so I had some meow company. He was only here for a treat but had a look around in the apartment before leaving. I think he regards it here as his second home, but he is no problem.

One bright moment in the holidays was when a neighbour visited me. Since I am alone, she often helps me out with various official tasks : tax documents and general Swiss affairs. She works for the Federal Office of the Police so is a great help. She brought me this wonderful Easter flower arrangement which really cheered me up. There was even a small chocolate Easter bunny and eggs amongst the flowers. What could be better. And that is my short visit today, enjoy the rest of the holiday.

15 thoughts on “Good Evening

  1. It’s quiet here, too — but it’s always quiet here. We watched “The Ten Commandments” last night. I always enjoy the extraordinary degree of pomposity and incredibly inaccurate pieces of information in the movie. Cecille B. DeMille was many things — none of them particularly nice — but one of the things he was really really bad at was accuracy. Any kind of accuracy. And of course he was a racist and hated everyone who wasn’t HIM. Over the years, his overblown movies have become nearly comedies and Ten Commandments really IS a comedy. I gave up yelling at the television after a while. Garry can’t hear me and Cecille is dead.

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    • I think since Mr. Swiss is no longer here I do not watch so much TV, and no films. I like travel progrmmes and cooking programmes. We haver so many films at home to watch, and I just do not bother. I go to bed earlier and am on the computer. I do remember the Cecile B De Mille films and probably watched all of them, but that was many years ago.

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  2. Grandkids don’t allow you to have a quite Easter Sunday. I – the proverbial night owl, I went to bed at 2pm last night – was up at 5 and distributed eggs, and ladybugs (the chocolate variety), and bunnies in the garden. Then crawled back to bed and when I was just dozing off again, it was: “Oma, was the Easter bunny here yet??” And that was just the beginning of the day.

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  3. Good Day!
    Those pink flowers are English daisies, Bellis perennis. They do not look much like daisies with so much frill around the edge, but they are. They might be known as ‘common daisies’ there.

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      • They will likely get shabby for a while, but should then replace their foliage to grow as a small perennial. The white pansies will not likely last so long though. They can be perennial, but must either get cut back as they sprawl by the end of summer, or get their sprawling stems pushed into the soil to develop roots of their own. Generally, they finish by the time the weather gets warm during summer, and few people bother to grow them as perennials.

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