Ragtag Daily Prompt #3: Imagination

Imagination is the part of my life that I need, that keeps me going. I need an escape from real life. I want to forget the news about wars and destruction. I like to lose myself in another world now and again, and so I read. I do not read books with paper and hard covers, they are too heavy for my hands. I do not want to smell them or feel them. I have a cellar with six bookcases of real books as well as a living room with king sized full book shelves and believe me they do not smell good after so many years. I have a bilingual household in German and english,  Mr. Swiss being german speaking.  When we got together we caught up on the books we read. German literature also has its own world as well as english, and after 51 years of life in Switzerland, my german (actually Swiss German) is good enough to read the german books in the original language.

So I have a bilingual world of books at my Kindle hands.  On the photo you only see the last five books I have read from a total of over 300 books on the Kindle. I can upload a new book in a few seconds and begin reading, no matter what the language. My taste is often a little strange, often a little supernatural fantasy, even some steam punk now and again and of course detective novels mainly based in England.

I like to keep up with new publications. I love reading books from London, especially if they deal with areas I know. The county of Essex plays quite a large part with its strange witchy stories. Essex borders on the eastern part of London where I grew up. The imagination plays a large part of my book life, imagining how the people look, their daily life and adventures and – wouldn’t it be interesting to partake in the story.  Knowing the places where it happens is also a big plus. I can really get carried away.

Apples 2018

But I also have a realistic side of life, although I need my imagination as encouragement. When we bought our ground floor apartment, with adjoining gardens back and front, I began to plant things. One of these things was a small apple tree, imagining free apples for life. Although they did not happen to that extent, we do have quite an amount of free apples during Autumn according to the harvest conditions: usually about 2-300 apples. This year looks like a record year. Warm weather and sun and enough rain seem to have given the tree a boost. Last year was a poor harvest, but we had an army of builders renovating our block trampling around in their heavy boots.

They have now gone to annoy someone else and the tree has awoken to new life. Mr. Swiss said it looks like a record harvest and on one branch alone I counted 28 baby apples. My imagination is now working overtime. Will I be supplying the village with apples this year and will our cellar have enough room to house them all?  Visions of apple pies, tarts and crumbles are arriving. Perhaps we might even began to brew calvados, who knows. Mr. Swiss says we would have to get permission for that because of the alcohol content, then I will be satisfied with a few bottles of cyder.

You see, my imagination is already working overtime.

Ragtag Daily Prompt #3: Imagination

Blogger Creative Challenge 285: Imagination

A sign from above

“No way Bog am I going to guide our ship through that hole in the clouds. I do not like the look of that planet.”

“Chib, how do you know what the planet looks like when we have never landed there?

“BogI saw enough on the telescreen and the biological breakdown of the cells. No thanks, that is a dangerous place. They even have animate beings that live.”

“Chib we live as well and we are friendly. Just because the objects living on that planet have only two legs and two arms that does not mean they are bad, they are just different and you know our great leader Glog tells us not to be racial.”

“Glog tells us a lot, but he has never been on one of our inter planetary discovery expeditions. I remember when we landed on that planet with the three rings. No-one lived there we thought, until we discovered they were invisible. Feeling those sticky fingers all over one of my heads was weird, especially when you do not see anyone.”

“That was an exception. This planet has no rings, just one moon and the inhabitants are not invisible.”

“Bog, they have hair growing on their bodies. I do not like objects with hair. Remember planet Chong?”

“Chib planet Chong only had hairy objects. The inhabitants had one eye and three noses poking through their hair. On this planet they have hair growing on their head and their noses and eyes are hairless”

“Bog they only have one head. Let’s go before it is too late. I do not like beings with one head. They might become jealous of us and try to steal one of our heads.”

“Chib, your imagination is running away with you. Only one head means only one brain, so do not worry, they are a primitive race.”

“I do not like primitive races. What is the name of this place anyhow?”


“Earth? But that is where they have that place called Downton Abby. I have seen it on the TV in our intergalactual programme. I love that programme. If they had three heads like we do it would be just like life on our planet. Perhaps it is not so bad after all.”

“Have you ever seen an earth news programme Chib?”

“You mean???”

“Yes Chib, that is not Downton Abbey, that is reality. Let’s go Chib. I have decided I do not want to land on this Earth place either. They might not like us because we are different.”

“See, Bog, I told you. This planet is not made for us.”

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