It is not so much the windows in our town, but the reflections they possess. This window of hotel is showing part of our cathedral which is opposite. It is a good thing that they keep their windows clean. Or is it a reflection and the cathedral is reflecting the window.RDP Wednesday: Window
I noticed that although these windows belong to the same building, our local business school, each pane of glass shows a different reflection. I am sure the guy cleaning them did not appreciate this. He was just glad to get the job done.
Our old town of Solothurn, Switzerland, is full of windows, and they all have shutters, some the old wooden design.
And here someone was making their window interesting, what will you find in the new store?
Sometimes you can have too much to choose from. Here are the bushes and the geometric design of the stairs and trellis in a park in the local town of Solothurn, Switzerland.
I used to have a curtain, before we changed it to the modern stripy stuff. It seems we had some spectators looking through the curtains.
I happened to take a photo of this house a couple of days ago on one of my famous wheelies in my chair. This also seems to cover a bit of brick, a bit of red and a bit of wall, and there are even a few bushes growing. No curtains, we tend to have blinds, but there are windows. 🙂
Actually Tabby, the feline that owns me, is now moving in on my own private Angloswiss space, she has her own page at Cat Chronicles, where she writes her own contribution daily, with a little help from me, her human slave.
Every evening after the human evening meal where she waits for a few extras from our plates, she sits in front of this window which is in front of my desk where I write my prize winning suspicious blogs. I go to my desk and she is already there, just staring out of the window. I usually raise the blinds during the afternoon, but keep the window closed. If I opened the window to let her out she refuses to go and remains just sitting. Slowly the evening approaches and light begins to fail. I now only have the light from my computer screen.
I do not dare to make light in the room or close the blinds as I know it would be a feline catastrophe, a destruction of her concentration.
What does she see that I do not see? There is no visible movement in the garden outside the window, it is too cold for buzzing insects. There must be something there to attract her attention and concentration. Perhaps it is a gathering of the ghosts of felines passed. Perhaps her litter sister Nera and apprentice Fluffy float by from the eternal corn chambers in the Kingdom of Bastet to say hello, how are things in the nine lives? I don’t know and probably never will, but Tabby is there every evening, same time, same place.
Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.
We have Winter temperatures at the moment, it is very cold, which is not astonishing for a Winter in Switzerland. There is no snow at the moment, although a few remainders are still lying around. I only have a small garden, but have two gardens. One is at the back of the appartment and one at the front and we have a window front on both sides more or less. I just love seeing the birds that we have. Not a large choice perhaps. Blue tits, finches, chaffinches, jackdaws and crows, and a supporting cast of blackbirds. I have two bird feeders, one in the front garden and one at the back.
I chose the kitchen window as I get a good all round view of bird life: so do my cats. I have three cats and they have their own cat flap set into the kitchen window. It seems they are only bird watching. The birds are quite happy to sit in my apple tree and help themselves to the laid table I have hanging from the branches. When I looked out of the kitchen window today, I just had to take this photo. Lately we have been visited by a lesser spotted woodpecker and he was just having lunch on the mixed nuts and seeds held together by lard and packed in a green plastic. Just behind his head you can see a blue tit. On the left a sparrow is sitting on a branch.
Watching these birds for a moment, you realise who the boss is. The tits and finches just fly quickly to the feeders, pick up a seed in their beak and fly off to the nearest tree to eat it. The sparrows are the bosses at the bird feeder. When they are feeding, no other bird has a chance. They hunt them away and even have fights amongst themselves. Under the tree I have food on the ground for birds that prefer to eat on ground level. The blackbirds and jackdaws have to make it out amongst themselves. They are not so friendly towards each other.
Now and again I might even be lucky enough to see a brambling searching for a peck, and of course robins visit as well. The robins I find are much more comfortable on the ground than pecking from the hanging feeders.
So looking out of the window my main view is birdlife. I have a few trees in the garden, but they are leafless through the Winter . The only flower I have showing its colours is my Christmas rose.
We have no traffic in our area, so everything is quiet (except for the bird twitters).