Our old town of Solothurn seems to be full of blobs, mainly on ground level. Some years ago they decided to repave the streets as in the olden Roman days with the patterns of cobblestones. I am not sure if it was really a good ides. It looks good but can be a little uncomfortable for travelling purposes and very bumpy. My wheelchair or scooter has got used to it and I know which places to avoid. Wish everyone a blobby week.One Word Sunday: Blob
Soon it will be a thing of the Christmas past. The decorations disappear and the final remains of the Christmas trees will be removed. This year was probably the Christmas that never was due to our corona restrictions.One Word Sunday: Soon
Passing by the local book store in town last week, I took a photo. It must have been a premonition as the writing on the store was red and the store full of books.One Word Sunday: Read in Red
I do not very often get out at night, not interesting when you are in a wheelchair or scooter for transport. However my autistic son told me last week of the wonderful sunsets in the evening when he was departing for home in town. It was more a fact report than a romantic description, being an autist, but I asked him if he could perhaps just take a photo with his mobile camera for me. He said he would and when an autist has a quest, he fulfils it. The photo above is the result of his photographic attempt. I think the only photos he had taken up to then were from various musicians at concerts.
Anyhow I was impressed not only by the night sky but from his artistic attempt. I do not know if this will be a one off for me, but I did say he could take an interesting photo for me now and again.One Word Sunday: Night
After the splashOne word Sunday: Splash
Two tractors together, one carrying the other.One Word Sunday: Two
Sometimes the camera does not do what you want it to, especially where a firework display is concerned, but you do get a bright result afterwards.One Word Sunday: Bright
A Walk in the country and then I saw them. A pair of spectacles on their own left on a bench. Did the owner forget them after reading whatever she was reading. Perhaps they are still there today.One Word Sunday: Spectacle
Working a full time job in Switzerland for 30 years of my pre golden oldie life meant that you had an early start to the day. Working time was from around 7.30 in the morning so you were up early. Mr. Swiss was already on his way and I would take No. 1 son with me when I drove off, as he also had a workplace.
This photo is one I took after parking in the morning at my workplace. On the right the office building and on the extreme left the railway, although it being so dark (this must have been late Autumn) you cannot see them so well. At least our company shield was iilluminated and the local lamp. Yes, those were the days.One Word Sunday: Early
Once upon a time there were three trees. One of them wanted to stand on its own and made a few attempts to leave the others. He then discovered that only Ent trees walk in the Middle Earth from the book Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien and its roots were deep in the earthly earth, so it had to stay. The other two trees were happy.
“We do not need any Ents here”.one of the other trees said and his colleague agreed.
This all happened many years ago and they are still standing in the same place, although the one that wanted to go does have a slight lean.One Word Sunday: Three