FOWC with Fandango: Salient

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Fred was perched on the wall. It had a slight slope, but an ideal place for a launch. Should he do it or not? It was now or never. He noticed the others were watching. The claws began to slip over the mossy surface. There was no return from this salient point. He pushed and with a flap of his wings and he was off, success. All the other pigeons clapped with their beaks.

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FOWC with Fandango: Salient

RDP Sunday: Moustache

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I suppose with some you do not know where the moustache ends and the hair begins.

Moustache is a funny thing with me. When I was a kid they must have scared me to the extent that when uncle Frank and his wife paid a visit I would run for it and hide under the bed until he left again. Poor Uncle Frank must had wondered what was wrong. He was not a real uncle, but was married to a friend of my mum and he was a long time family friend and he was the only person I knew with a moustache. I never really got to know him because of the moustache.

Apparently his ancestors were from Alsace Lorraine in the southern part of France and that part being near the German border he had a German surname. Not really so important, but it was during the wartime days. Of course he had nothing to do with Germany, did not even know his ancestors, but the name was enough in a country that was a war with Germany.

Uncle Frank was then engaged to mum’s friend and they were all together at a dance. Word got around that he had a German surname and it seemed that he was under threat at the dance from some of the British guys. It was then that mum had a dance with him and managed to waltz him out of the door before he was in any danger. Of course I did not know all this as a kid, I just knew he was the man with the moustache and they were to be avoided at all costs. Of course mum was not very happy about me disappearing under the bed when he visited, but there was nothing she could do.

The funny thing is that after being married to Mr. Swiss for a few years he grew a moustache. I loved it, and then he grew a beard, even better. He once shaved it off and I was very annoyed, to the extent that the poor man was under pressure from me to grow it again and he still has it to this day, almost 50 years later.

Funny how things can change.

RDP Sunday: Moustache

February Photo a Day Challenge: 23. Central Composition

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They seem to be hogging the photo, so I suppose they are a central composition. The things you see when taking a tour of the local streets. I saw these outside at a gardeners, although I don’t think I would want them in my garden.

February Photo a Day Challenge: 23. Central Composition

Good Morning

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Do not really know what to make of that sky. It could go either way, although it is clear that we cannot have eternal Spring weather every day in February. Yesterday was another glorious sun filled day with pleasant temperatures. We are getting spoilt and the storks have arrived.

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There are only two in the nest that was organised a few years ago, but it is too early for family planning probably. Although perhaps an egg is on its way or already in the nest. It is too high up to see. There is a second tower near the river and I took a wheelie in my chair yesterday, but saw that the nest was not yet occupied. These two storks look quite young and it it probably a first family try for them.

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I also noticed as I was in town, that the pigeons were also getting quite friendly with each other. It really does look like that Spring is in the air.

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Although Saturday afternoon is not part of the carnival celebrations, there were still some participants in town and I heard music from a distance. My No. 1 son was also in town and he said there was a music group along the river bank restaurant mile, but I was only really out for the fresh air and sun and anything I might see that was interesting.

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There were quite a few people in town enjoying the good weather, although more window shopping. Our town seems to be now filled with small shops with gift objects and we now have just one department store. The shops are usually quite empty people prefer to enjoy the atmosphere on the streets. That is probably the future – everyone sitting at home ordering what they need online, although I read yesterday in the newpaper that one of the shops are being taken over from a supermarket chain.  The only reason I like to go to the stores is for the supermarket where I can choose my fruit and veg and meat and, of course, choose what I want to pay. Online is OK, but there is always an extra charge for delivery, be it postage or direct delivery by transport.

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Saturday afternoon is never the same without some sort of musician somewhere. This guy had made himself comfortable on the bridge with his instrument which seems to have been created from various wok type kitchen goods. It had a soft sound as he played and was not too bad, although a little repetitive. He was not a local, so perhaps that is something done in his original country.

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On may way home along the river bank, I saw these two refugees from the carnival, also on their way to town. It seems that Saturday is developing into a carnival day, although the main events are in the evening with the various carnival balls and restaurant celebrations. My No. 1 son disappeared an hour earlier than usual in the evening and I heard him return about 4.30 in the morning, so he was probably mixing with the carnival celebrators. It is not my thing and both Mr. Swiss and I are now too old for such exertions. Mr. Swiss used to go with colleagues when he was younger, but younger is now a distant country.

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My blue crocus opened yesterday afternoon in the garden and I was just in time for a quick photo, before it decided to close again.

And now I am closing for a couple of hours. I have a dinner to cook and a few things to tidy up at home. I have already filled a 60 litre plastic bag with some tidied up objects to dispose of, spring cleaning I think it is called. So have a happy day, enjoy and take it easy. There will be enough to do in the week ahead.