FOWC with Fandango: Distant


The planes that fly overhead during the day seem to be so near, but we only see the trails from their exhaust fumes.. They are usually winging their way to far countries, and have to cross our mountains on the way. I was visiting Mr. Swiss in his Golden Oldie home and suddenly we saw this plane flying over Switzerland in our area.

RDP Monday: Cathment

It runs through our little village, the railway. Actually it splits the village into two halves, according to which side you live. We life on the right and on the left there are mainly houses, including our local castle. Whether it is a catchment, I do not know, but our river is too big to be names a catchment.