Connection? Not much.
In the spring the rapeseed is a glorious,
bright yellow and every year we wait patiently for it to be at its’ brightest
before taking the same pictures that we took last year and will probably take
again next year.
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many fields of the same glorious yellow |
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close-up of rapeseed |
Chinese? D-L and I have our favorite
Chinese buffet across the border and had intended going last week – however
that turned out to be the weekend of pain and no appetite for her before we
spent all of Monday in emergency: obviously Chinese buffet was totally the last
thing on her mind. So pleasure postponed: R was back and we had no problem
convincing him that Chinese was the “flavor of the day” (o.k. I don’t recall
that either of us politely asked – it was more “we’re going, want to come?” How
could he refuse?). Do note that we are making progress in finding the
restaurant without getting lost or taking a 50 kilometer detour: next time we
might actually stay on the fast road and get off at the second St.Cergue exit
(a friend did tell me that it was easy, just take the St.Cergue exit – she
hadn’t realized that there are two – never mind the village is picturesque and
on a Sunday not too bad as far as traffic is concerned). As usual I returned a
second time just for the crispy fried onions (tempura if anyone knows their
Asian food).
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Chinese buffet - plate 1 |
Meandering: somehow we were all mellow upon
the return so my car just naturally decided to meander along the byways of the
local villages. We came across llamas in the field, took plenty of rapeseed
photos (some with the Mont Blanc in the background when it generously decided
to uncover bits of itself), I showed them my favorite walking spots amongst the
natural reserves dotting this side of the lake, then we also swung by the
mayor’s office where they will be getting married next month and finished by
taking in the lake before crashing in our various rooms for a nap: too much
food, too much beauty and a need to digest both.
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Who are you looking at? |
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If I don't see you, you don't see me |
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crazy dog |
What a lovely life in such a lovely spot of
the world: I can truly agree with the reports that Switzerland heads the list
of countries where people are the happiest this year!
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farm house on our wanderings |
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