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Treat

About a week ago for whatever reason I suddenly remembered southern buttermilk biscuits. Not sure what brought this on. When I tasted these the first time down in Texas I remember thinking to myself “Wow, this is like sour cream – there should be no meal without it!” I’m pretty sure many of you out there share that sentiment (though not necessarily when it comes to sour cream, that’s just my very personal taste).

Anyways, today I finally managed to get some done for myself and oh golly, are they delicious… not sure how I survived without them cold turkey for almost four years… I missed you guys!!

Not one to usually talk to food but this one just speaks to me.

Random Sketch Copy

I love copying drawings and sketches as a kind of slowing down method. Copying pictures keeps me from having to think too much. It allows me to simply go ahead and let my hands do what I see. This was tonight’s doodle of a beachy landscape. The colors could be improved by using aquarelle colors but I opted for my trusty ol’ Copic markers instead.

Creative Bout

When time and creative passion hit, things start happening.

I love to do 1 minute doodles – I start off doodling for 1 minute and then have to finish from there. It is quite remarkable how basic you can start off and still get a decent result with an little detail work like shadowing and extra inking.

The reason I like these explosive exercises is that it takes the pressure away to satisfy my perfectionism.

As a matter of fact I know that I will never be able to draw as perfectly as I would wish to so perfectionism only stifles my creativity and I absolutely need to overcome it in order to enjoy the process of creation.

The 1 minute method is how I learn to let go and improve by only focusing on the big picture for one minute. This also improves my ability to quickly sketch on the go instead of mindlessly snapping photos.

Cutting Capers

This year I’ve seen more young calves out on the pastures for the first time frolicking at their hearts’ desire than any other year.

It is heartwarming to see how much joy they derive from simply being outside, enjoying the fresh air and new sights.

How simple yet joyful life seems when seen through a fresh pair of eyes. Thank you four-legged creatures for bringing your joy to me and letting me in on the beauty of outdoors.

Accomplished

So Saturday night I bit off my freshly polished nails. Still, Sunday came and with it a glorious day with many friends and family cheering my dear runner buddy and I on and an unforgettable, long-suffering (17km of stomach pain and cramps…) 42.195km later I was accomplished: I am unofficially but beknownst to my closest people a marathoner.

I’m terribly tired from the lack of sleep the night before the race and of course from the exertion, but also proud, exhilarated, thankful, certainly stronger and – accomplished.

A big shout-out to all dear ones who have supported us by cheering and providing us with sustenance. I certainly couldn’t have done it without you!!

Achievements

In school I wasn’t a big fan of running unless there was a ball involved or some other higher goal than simply running around involved.

Then, almost 20 years ago, when traveling around the world my friend declared in Australia that we’s go and buy ourselves some proper running shoes as otherwise our beer consume might turn us into proper barrels. And that’s when my running career started. Thanks to my friend back then who made me puff and swear along Bondi beach.

Over that last three years one of my very dearest friends introduced me to another long loathed category, the races. I’ve completed between 20-30 races a year over the last 3 years. Never ever thought that would happen.

And the third big thing I always denied would ever happen came to pass this year when I thought I might have to step in for mentioned dear friend and actually started training for a marathon. It’s not that I ever doubted that I could do it if I properly trained, what hindered me was my other hobbies and interests. Since I’m a slow runner it takes me well over 2h to do a 20k training run. I don’t mind, my body doesn’t mind but after 2h I do start thinking “well, what else could I do now… this running around stiff is getting lame…”.

Well, enter 2020 and watch me while away a 4h run – my very first 35k ever!! And might very well be my last. That’s why I thought this was reason to celebrate – congrats to me for this huge achievement!!

Experiments

Last night I thought I still had a Bitter Lemon in my fridge so why not have a gin with Bitter Lemon? So I poured in the gin and went to the fridge, opened it and – discovered that the Bitter Lemon was gone. I wrecked my head over when I’d drank it but couldn’t remember for the life of me.

So I started studying the other choices of liquids in my fridge which comprised of salad dressing, sparkling wine and milk. My mind wandered to the various scenes in the movie “The Big Lebowski” where Jeff Bridges is drinking a White Russian. I decide to look up what options I have as I’m pretty certain that pouring the gin back into the bottle is none… or doomed to fail. So I might just as well drink it some way.

On the internet I swiftly found the page “Drinking like an old man” that offered me a mixture of gin and mild with a sprinkle of nutmeg on top. Unfortunately, I was out of nutmeg so I simply poured the milk onto the gin. Not sure whether it’s the lack of nutmeg but that drink certainly needs some getting used to… After drinking about half of it and still not being convinced I decided the drink definitely lacked a certain tartness so I added a good spritz of lemon juice. This actually improved the taste greatly but it was not long before the lemon and milk decided they were never becoming best friends and thus separated… there went my experiment, only semi-successful. But once again I had to admit to myself that I’m pretty brave and seldom shy of a culinary experiment 😉

Theater

Today we went to the senior citizens’ theater. My auntie and uncle are still actively supporting the performances (my aunt with makeup, my uncle staffing the bar) while my mom stopped working with them (she was the master makeup artist before she left :-)) because of the commute that was getting too tedious for all the rehearsals and two weeks of performances.

The play was a hoot as usual and the actors put all their passion into their play. What an inspiring performance.

Monday Hike

MONTAGSWANDERUNG

Whenever I got an extra day off – which is basically every week as I’m a part-time worker – and the weather is fine I love to visit the great outdoors and treat myself to a hike. And that’s exactly what I did a week ago.
Wann immer ich einen zusätzlichen Frei-Tag habe – was praktisch jede Woche der Fall ist, weil ich Teilzeit arbeite – und das Wetter gut ist, liebe ich es, in die freie Natur heraus zu stürmen und mich mit einer Wanderung zu verwöhnen. Und genau das habe ich vor einer Woche getan.

I started out at Schönalp-Hüttli which is located a bit above Unterägeri, a town located a 30 min. drive from where I live. My route took me via In den Gräben to Geissfaren and up to Halsegg and then the rest up to Wildspitz.
Gestartet bin ich vom Schönalp-Hüttli, das ein wenig oberhalb von Unterägeri liegt, eine Ortschaft ca. 30 Minuten per Auto von mir zuhause entfernt. Meine Route führte mich via In den Gräben zum Geissfaren und hoch über die Halsegg zum Wildspitz.

Only a few minutes into the hike I started to wonder what all the buzz was about and that’s what presented itself to me:
Nur ein paar Minuten nachdem ich gestartet war, wunderte ich mich über das aufgeregte Gesurre und im nächsten Moment stand ich vor diesen Gebilden:
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These little boxes are all beehives! / Bei sämtlichen dieser kleinen Boxen handelt es sich um Bienenstöcke!

Just a little further up I was rewarded with a perfect look over all the greenery:
Nur ein klein wenig weiter den Berg rauf wurde ich mit diesem perfekten Blick über das Grün der Wälder belohnt:
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A couple of steps further up I decided to snap a picture which didn’t look like much…
Einige Schritte weiter entschied ich mich, folgendes Foto zu schiessen, das zunächst nicht nach viel aussah…
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…but just then I realized that I’d caught a deer in the picture:
…doch bei näherem Hingucken bemerkte ich, dass ich ein Reh mitfotografiert hatte:
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Onwards I went under the sceptic yet cheering eyes of my very personal fan crew:
Weiter gings unter den skeptischen, aber anfeuernden Blicken meiner persönlichen Fangemeinde:
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They’re just too cute!! / Die sind einfach zu süss!!

Shortly after that motivational spur I reached my goal – Wildspitz:
Kurz nach dieser Motivationsspritze erreichte ich mein Ziel – den Wildspitz:
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Only a few more steps, you can do it! You can do it! / Nur noch ein paar Schritte, du schaffst das! Du schaffst das!

And when I arrived up top I knew why I’d come in the first place – this breathtaking view was my reward:
Und als ich ob auf der Spitze ankam, wusste ich, warum ich eigentlich gekommen war – diese atemberaubende Aussicht war meine Belohnung:
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My way back down took me over to the Gnipen which is the spot where in 1806 a massive rockslide broke loose and in its wake devastated four villages and causing a 20m high tsunami in the nearby lake Lauerz. This is the spot where the rock broke:
Mein Weg zurück ins Tal führte mich über den Gnipen, wo 1806 der massive Bergsturz von Goldau losgebrochen war und in dessen Folge vier Dörfer zerstört wurden und der eine 20m hohe Flutwelle im nahegelegenen Lauerzersee auslöste. Dies ist die Abbruchstelle:
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The magnitude of the event boggled my mind and I took a moment to sit down under a giant cross and watch the scenery.
Das Ausmass dieses Ereignisses übersteigt ein ums andere Mal mein Vorstellungsvermögen und so setzte ich mich für einen Moment unter das riesige Kreuz, um die Szenerie aufzunehmen.
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These are the moments when I’m in awe of nature’s power, when I find back to my core and it’s the reason I go hiking – the sheer might and staggering beauty of nature manage to set me straight again, put a new perspective on my thoughts and feelings and help me see everything clearer. Mother nature is my personal therapist.
Dies sind die Momente, in denen ich sprachlos über die Macht der Natur bin, wo ich zurück zu meinem Innersten finde und das ist der Grund, warum ich überhaupt wandern gehe – die pure Gewalt und atemberaubende Schönheit der Natur bringen es fertig, mir den Kopf wieder zurecht zu rücken, meine Gedanken und Gefühle in Perspektive zu bringen und alles klarer zu sehen. Mutter Natur ist meine persönliche Therapeutin.

From Gnipen I hiked on by Alpli, Urzlen and back towards my starting point. The last treat before I plunged myself back into the valley was this fairy-tale like glimpse:
Vom Gnipen bin ich dann via Alpli und Urzlen zurück zu meinem Ausgangspunkt gewandert. Der letzte Leckerbissen, bevor ich mich zurück ins Tal stürzte, war diese märchenhafte Aussicht:
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