What could be more twisted than an assortment of clamps and screws for fitting pieces of scaffolding together. I lived through 8 months of twisting and turning during the renovation of our block and eventually I would also have like to have twisted a few builders necks in the process.
Photo Challenge: Twisted
It is a funny coincidence sometimes. Since the beginning of the week we have only had rain. My only opportunity to get out and take photos is in the good weather, as I can only go long distances in my wheelchair with the camera. However, trips to the supermarket by car are always possible and I take my photos from the car (with Mr. Swiss driving of course). How can you take photos when it is raining. I found the solution. You take your photos of the rain and how it changes the surroundings, the reflections of the headlights in the water on the ground, the imprints of the rain drops as they fall. After a month of no rain, I am making the most of it.
Photo Challenge: Liquid
Can you see the stork in the photo. It is winging its way towards the Bernese Middleland. The white building in the background is part of the estate where I live. Now this stork is flying in the right direction. The stork that dropped me into Bethnal Green, in the East End of London in 1946 probably lost his way in the smog of the London streets. I arrived in the wrong place and stayed for 20 years. It should have continued on its journey to Switzerland, where I have now been living for the past 51 years, because that is where I belong.
The streets of London with their smell of damp concrete after the rain was never something I treasured. I would escape when I could and take a train to the greener areas. I was so annoyed with that stork.
It took some time, but eventually I found where I should have been dropped. I was now in my twenties when I arrived in the green fields of Switzerland. I looked around and eventually arrived in a little village with about 900 human inhabitants and almost as many cows, hedgehogs, some ducks, horses and yes storks, although they lived in another village. They have a colony but like to fly around to see where the next baby should be delivered. I am now in the most perfect place. I do not need a big town, if a river runs through it it is OK. I have my river at the bottom of the path, a castle on a hill and it is all surrounded by trees, and flowers, with forests to complete the bliss.
Photo Challenge: Place in the World
I was once in Marrakesh in Morocco. It just happened. The company where Mr. Swiss worked organised a few days each year to go somewhere special and this year it was Marrakesh. I was a working woman myself, but did not want to miss then chance and took time off.
I had traveled a bit in my life, but never been on the continent of Africa, so this was my big chance. I noticed that daily life for a Moroccan housewife was a bit different to my organised shopping. Supermarket, perhaps, but I did not find one. We wandered around the “souks” which seemed to be the general market place. Fresh meat hanging in the hot sun at tropical temperatures would probably not get through our laws of hygiene, but everyone seemed to survive. Note the guy in front of the shop with his bike, motor still running of course.
I saw one shop with a big fish. Marrakesh has no coast, so I have no idea where the fish came from and you could not really see this big fish, just its shape, because it was covered in flies.
I loved my visit to this country that was really something completely different. Changing planes in Casablanca and seeing Moroccans mounted on wonderful horses in their Arabian nights dress with flowing robes, and I think they were soldiers. 4 days I will never forget.
Photo Challenge: Unlikely
Sometimes I get the feeling that the world is made of lines – they are everywhere.
Photo Challenge: Lines
The stalks on the horse chestnut tree are again stretching themselves and awakening after a winter sleep. The first leaves are breaking out and are ready to expand. I can almost hear them yawning.
Photo Challenge: Awakening
A year ago the builders moved in where we live. They renovated everything on the outside of the building. We got new insulation, new blinds, new coats of paint, new everything. I saw the builders every day, I got to know them and they got to know me armed with my camera. I was taking photos everywhere, they would see me coming and even strike a special post. Eventually I had more than one thousand photos. There are always those photos that you never forget.
One day something had to be repaired and a new layer of concrete was necessary. This was a difficult job as it was deep down, but our builders had a solution for everything, and this was a photo I took that really put a smile on my face. The builder survived.
Photo Challege: Smile