Saturday, July 30, 2016
Wednesday, July 27, 2016
Aspirin with your walk?
I am lucky enough to live in a small community where the words ecology, bio-diversity and others are not unknown.
I
am also lucky enough to have been able to go on a walk, led by Alain Rifat,
where we were shown how the renaturalisation of one water source in the
community has taken place along the Nant
d’Aisy.
Who
knew that in order for a hare to survive there needs to be 80 different types
of plants and insects for example, or that in order for nature to produce biodiversity
the soil needs to be “poor” or that there are “pioneer” plants such as the
lowly poppy that indicate where this is taking place.
A biodiversity plot |
one plant as it unfurls |
Lovely natural gate |
We
learned so many things, not that I have retained all that much except that
aspirin is very common along water courses – Spiraea Ulmaria or Meadowsweet - but at least now I know where to
go and whom to see should I have questions!
Spiraea Ulmaria |
And
hopefully I will again be around for another such informative walk in the
future.
Monday, July 25, 2016
More cosmic wanderings… or
As
many of my family and friends know, my life although often tried to plan,
usually has a mind of its own and leads me in tangents, most of which turn out
very well indeed.
A
couple of months ago, my eldest son asked if he could use the mountain
apartment the first week in August. I replied in the positive and even offered
the car as it is easier to get around although if one has to there is a
train. Then about a month ago he learned
that he wasn’t going to be able to take the first week in August: how was the
last week in July?
Not
a problem as meanwhile I had an accumulation of odds and ends of appointments.
At
that point he no longer wanted the car – his back is still giving him problems
and the train is better for being able to move around.
Fast
forward to just a couple of weeks ago: my lovely Syrian friends from Paris
asked if they could visit the first week of August – a resounding yes on my
part. There is the 1st of August, then they will produce their
marvelous Syrian and grill meal the 3rd and so it goes. My summer
house guest, R., will also be here for her last week – where has the time gone?
Anyway
when another good friend no longer needed to go to Northern Switzerland for the
day today, I bought the train ticket thinking to give my son a great gift, but
no, meanwhile he preferred a car so rented one as I could no longer offer him
mine.
Thus
is was that two days ago I started seriously considering what I wanted to do
today with this train ticket and for some reason, which I couldn’t explain at
the time, my mind said “go have lunch in Lucerne”.
Terminus - Lucerne - please get off |
Which
is what I did. Caught the direct train and thought to choose a different restaurant,
but having checked out several ended up back at one that holds fond memories
“Le Lapin” – introduced to me by one of my best friends who grew up not far
from Lucerne and with whom I had the privilege of eating there whilst visiting
her a few years back during their period of “returning home”. They have since
returned to the neighborhood so I see them more often, still good memories.
I
also went out to the Hans Erni Museum – something that I had been meaning to do
for several years now: more good memories at it is in the same compound as the
Museum of Transportation – a favorite of the family. Although I didn’t find
another lithograph to purchase (we do have Pythagoras on the wall – bought there
when they first opened) I enjoyed refreshing my memory as to his talent.
mural outside the Hans Erni Museum |
Somewhere
along the way I realized why I had been pulled towards Lucerne as my choice
today: my favorite aunt – and second mother – would have turned 95 today! It
was during her first trip to Europe that she saw Lucerne and bought me my first
watch – a Swiss watch. Who could have known that I would eventually study in
France then return to Switzerland and become Swiss all these years later?
Cosmic wanderings indeed with an added bonus: it wasn't as hot in Lucerne as currently in Geneva.
Lake Lucerne |
Lake Lucerne |
Sunday, July 24, 2016
Coincidences and other cosmic thoughts
That is if I can ground myself long enough
to actually write a blog – something I seem to have entirely ignored for 3
weeks now: hmmm, the waxing and waning of the moon has nothing on me.
But today all of a sudden, thoughts seem to
be piling back into my brain, first of all this one on the coincidence of
dates.
47 years ago my then husband-to-be and now
deceased-husband (this may get complicated) had open-heart surgery for the
first time. Just days before man landed on the moon, he wrote his mother a
letter saying that if things “didn’t work out” that he had had a wonderful
life. Imagine, he was only 34 years old at that point and went on to marry and
have two sons gaining another 31 years in the process – and another open-heart
surgery at age 45.
Little did he dream that on the same day, a
woman who would become first a renter then a very good friend turned 25. Today
she celebrates another great year after having overcome cancer twice, living
first in the flat then becoming my housemate before marrying at 72 and going on
to a new life. We have now known each other for 23 years and enjoyed many an
adventure together! Happy Birthday D-L.
Nor was he to know that another of our best
friends would have their oldest daughter on that same day. She is now a young
married woman and I have the pleasure of seeing her daughter grow – I call
myself “aunt” which of course takes me back to the politeness of another
generation. Happy birthday A!
So today I had lunch with our oldest son,
who is now that same age as was his father when we met.
Ah the fun of coincidences.
Cosmic thoughts? It just sounded good, but here's the last sliver of a moon as well as the last full moon to justify the title.
Corsier, July 2016 |
Corsier, July 2016 |
Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Old habits
Are sometimes a good thing to revive.
For three years whilst working at the
Lutheran church, I regularly came home from the mountains very early on Tuesday
morning. This was not only the price that I paid for being able to spend one
more night up there, but it also had its own rewards: peace, quiet and usually
if not a gorgeous sunrise at least an interesting one.
This morning I decided to do the same thing
and memories flooded back: the sunrise was golden, the trip a delight so who
cares if I am going to be tired early tonight – this old habit needs to be
occasionally renewed.
Monday, July 4, 2016
Switching continents
Although I haven’t finished the blogs of my Alaska/Canada trip, I am home – and up in the mountains finally enjoying clear skies and a wonderfully sunny day.
This morning I took my usual walk in the woods - admiring as always the flowers in the garden of the last house before the forest.
Pink Peony - as large as it looks! |
A huge white peony |
light pink one |
larger than life |
Then after lunch it was go buy my season pass for the
cable car and check out the flowers and paths of the upper mountain (the cable
car is only working for July/August) while I could.
The Grand Combin through a telescope |
La Golette as seen from La Creusaz |
It is one of the rare times that I was able
to see the wild rhododendrons still in bloom and the blueberries are coming on
nicely.
wild small rhodos |
alpine flowers |
green blueberries |
As it’s a Monday I was alone in the cable
car and met very few others in the small village at the top – the silence was
intriguing – barely any birds to break it and my mood relaxed as I brought back
the calm.
Sunday, July 3, 2016
At sea
Literally and figuratively as we joined a tour behind the scenes to see how life is organized and carried out from the crew side of things.
I had also done
the one on my Christmas Market Danube River Cruise, but the scale is entirely
different! Started up
on the Bridge (Captain’s territory) and loved every minute. I even said Buon
Giorno to the Italian Captain - Mariano Manfuso. Such a great view they have
and multiple ways of steering. With radar input and some of the best equipment
around, they can still take over from the computers. One of the most
fascinating, for me, bits of steering on the boat is the capacity to use
thrusters and push off horizontally from the dock. From there we saw (and
goodness only knows I can’t remember the order) the room where they have the
anchor and ropes; the food storage rooms; the laundry; the print shop; the
engineers room; the kitchen with many different departments – they make all
their bread daily, some 6’000 rolls. It makes the mind boggle as they even have
escalators for the waiters! We were served a lovely fruit punch and a chocolate
as our reward. This particular kitchen served our original restaurant the
Provence and the Bordeaux: the Horizon Court (buffet) on the 14th
floor has a kitchen on the 12th floor and the 14th floor
and there is a crew kitchen as well as separate kitchens for the Italian
restaurant Sabatino’s and the Steak place. We were through around 11:00 as we
couldn’t visit the medical offices due to too many passengers needing the
doctor’s attention. Two doctors and 5 nurses are on board and they even have a
“morgue” although the crew member that accompanied us has been here six months
and not had a death. They only med-vac in true life and death situations and
have to do so with a hovering helicopter as there is no room to land one.
Part of the Bridge |
The only rainy day of the entire trip - and one for which we were at sea |
Along the coasts of Alaska and Canada |
Many, many shades of gray that day |
And I loved them all! |
The rest of
the day was very relaxing and as we ate dinner that night we traveled through
what was the narrowest passage of the whole trip, the Seymour Narrows. As large
as it is, our cruise ship has only 8+ meters under water, even so there was one
rock – Ripple Rock – that caused many a ship wreck in that passage so the
Canadians decided to blow it up. It was the second largest non-nuclear
explosion in the world and still didn’t take out the whole rock, but enough so
that ships can now safely go over it. At the tightest point the shores were
only 161 meters apart – our ship is 31 meters in width so you can imagine how
close we were to each side.
We also had
to pack and have our bags out by 20:00 so had to shuffle things around to allow
for the next morning’s necessities to be in my carry on luggage.
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