RDP Wednesday: Song

And another musician begins to sing in our town. During the summer they are regulars. I happen to know this guy. He plays for various groups in our area and now and again decides to do a solo on the street, and he is good. I once joined in with a song and he stopped singing and let me take over. OK, it was just a joke, so we both had a laugh.

RDP Wednesday: Song

RDP Wednesday: Customary

Nothing out of the ordinary for this time of the year. The trees are going naked and dropping their clothes everywhere. In a month it will all be forgotten and we will probably be clearing away the snowfall instead of the leaves. For us in the northern hemisphere, and for those at the equater? There trees will still be green and snow will be something you only see in a picture book.

RDP Wednesday: Customary

RDP Wednesday: Spangle

This looks very spangly. It was part of an exhibition from various artists in our town. There were various objects shown is different places. This was on a path from one of our bridges and was patchwork similar.

My actual memory of a spangle is a sweet that was sold when I was a kid. They were known as spangles and were square boiled sweets in various colours, not very good for the teeth, but we kids knew nothing about that, we just enjoyed crunching them.

RDP Wednesday: Spangle

RDP Wednesday: Melody

In our little Swiss market town we get a bit of everything. Sometimes you have the feeling you are somewhere on a Far East market. We have nationalities from all over the world, although I am often not sure how genuine the nationalities are.These two seem to be from somewhere in the Tibetan area, or perhaps in the Nepalese part of the world, somewhere in between the Himalaya mountains. Perhaps the only instruments they have are the mother’s cooking pots.

RDP Wednesday: Melody