The sun can glare at you, but it can also be a little discrete. Here it decided to illuminate our St. Urs cathedral in town.RDP Tuesday: Sol
How to get confused with the English language, especially if you actually use it very rarely. Of course writing my blogs is done in English, but you have to understand what it is about and I do not always understand. My imminency is often unimminent and the words tend to fall into the wrong places. Speaking Swiss German dialect as my daily language does tend to confuse you, and I often find when writing I have to look into the computer to see what the actual english word would be, or often I have to discover what the actual German word would be for the English word that has been suggested to understand what it is all about.
Back to the blog, the snow was imminent today, I think, and we were all taken by surprise with the white scenery this afternoon. It did not seem to bother the birds so much, they always have enough to eat in the feeder. This blackbird was quite happy sitting in the snow it seems. And yes, the snow is here to stay for a week at least.RDP Tuesday: Imminent etc. etc.
When a spider carries it babies in an egg sack it looks quite big. However when they eventually hatch, they are really quite measly.RDP Tuesday: Measly
The spider and his lunch: lunch looks quite big for the spider to devour, but of course he saves it to make it last. I lost my fright of spiders wben I discovered photography.They were no longer the long polylegged insects to disturb, but the interesting insects. Their legs became interesting with their various sections and colours. I did not even have to creep up closer to them, my camera lens did it all for me. And when it was dinner time, well I had the best of both worlds. Spiders no longer make me scream or writhe in panic, they are an artistic object and what other insect creates a work of art with its home. My garden has become their home during the summer. Even in Winter they move in, but just hover on the ceiling. However, that is where I do tend to lose my understanding of their lifestyle: not because of their shape or form, but because of the mess make make with their webby hobby. That is where I tend to chase them out of my hiome. Otherwise let them be. They kill a fly for food and I am also a meat eater so everyone t their own. In the meanwhile you will see me in the garden close to a bush with my camera capturing the life of a spider.
Here the mother spider is carrying her many spiderlings in an agg sack,RDP Tuesday: Spiderling
Since having an ice cold spell of weaher, accompanied with snow, I now make a point of looking in the morning when I arise to see what the sky is doing, and I am definitely on disappointed. This was this morning at 7.30, so I put on my nice warm dressing gowb and ventured out with my telephone camera and this was the result, looking towards the Alps in the Bernese Overland.RDP Tuesday: Solstice
There it was looking at me from the garden. I did not like that look it had in its ee and those snowy beard hairs were most strange.RDP Tuesday: It
If are living a quiet life in a golden oldie home, there is no point in getting nervous when these two arrive on 6th December The guy on the right is St. Nicholas giving gifts to those that have been good all year, and the guy on the left is his helper that sorts out the bad from the good. Everyone stayed cool and the evening continued with eating nuts and tangerines and other goodies that the man in red was carrying in his sack.The guy in black remained quiet.RDP Tuesday: Conniption
So I arrived home and went into the garden as I was itchin for a lichen. It was dark so I lit the torch. Luckily I had a small knife with me so did some scraping and I found that the lichin did not have any roots. It was just laying on the earth so no problem. Here is my lichin. It seems to have some stars amongst the growth.RDP Tuesday: Lichin
Let it be a sonnet under the moon
Although it is day and the clouds are here
If Shakespeare did not have these strange ideas
I would not be composting this sonnet
I compare nothing to a summers day
It is a cold Autumn day and is raining
Help me inspiration with ideas
Letting me bave likes for this poetry
Just six more lines to write and it is done
Oh grey and dull skies stop your rain falling
I am hungry not for love but for food
A biscuit or two and a banana
There are also oranges and apples
Let me drink a glass of coca cola