I mean of May.
Which is turning out to be one and the same
in any case.
This year has been topsy-turvy and weird
all around: no winter to speak of, I think it snowed once at home and certainly
didn’t stick, and in recent past we have had horrible, gray, rainy and cold
days, interspersed with lovely 20° C days where one would have been forgiven to
think that summer was coming early.
I have moved my things back up to the
summer rental – so, of course – it is logically that winter followed me,
especially since I swapped my winter tires for summer ones just Friday!
Big thick flakes at 6 a.m. this morning
made for lovely pictures when I went out mid-morning for a walk: sticking scrupulously
to the paved roads – after all the broken bones in my arm are finally solidly knit
and I really, really, really, don’t want that to change.
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| 6 a.m. May 1, 2016 |
This is Spring in the Swiss alps – even at
low level as I am at only 1’100 meters.
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| Magnolia |
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| A cup of snow |
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| Forsythia |
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| Tulips |
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| Purple sticking out of the snow |
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| Snow covering purple flowers |
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