I love poppy flowers. Not for their opioid abilities (which of I recall correctly one one kind of poppies contain) but for their simple beauty. Especially when haphazardly strewn into a field of wheat or wild grass.
As I found myself unable to capture the splendor of this field the photo has to do for once.
I love all the animals I see when on runs or hikes. I cherish the young cows that are out on the pasture for the first time, curiously following hikers along the fence.
Same with horses, ponies and rabbits.
And then there are the chickens. We have lots of very lucky and undoubtedly happy chickens around here. They are allowed to roam large grassy areas, sometimes studded with bushes and trees. The chickens get moved around in a chicken-mobile so they can explore various surroundings.
For about a month now they have been in a field with low bushes in a tree nursery and when it last rained a puddle formed in one of the empty holes where a l bush had been dug out and the chickens used it as a bath. So precious, the sight was simply too sweet!
Not only is there pollen dust in the air that covers everything and gets into every crack, in addition there’s apparently Sahara dust in the air and the bone-dry north-easterly wind blows up billowing dust clouds. So don’t be surprised if you find yourself sand-blasted to the bones after a long jog.
The coronavirus undoubtedly is a dangerous, even fatal disease. But with people stuck at home and splendid weather outside and one of the few reasons to leave the house being exercising (alone) it seems a lot of people take to running these days. I guess it’s the closed gyms and many unclaimed resolves to finally start running. Now with home office and the dropped commute times it’s as if lots and lots of folks use the gained hours to go out for a run. At least today I saw more runners out there than on many an ordinary weekend day. Everybody and their mamma seemed to be chasing that finish line.
I say let’s hail all these athletes! Let’s celebrate one of the great things the shelter in place order has caused! A hurray on all you runners showing the world that you’re pulling through. Including the safe distance! I applaud you!!
Monday was awfully windy here in Switzerland. When I got home and left my car I met my cat friends, Elvis and Joker, who were hanging on for dear life to avoid being blown across the courtyard. I leaned in and led the way to the safety of our little house.
Despite the incessant rain today I went for a brief hike and got to enjoy landscape as green as any Irish cloverleaf. It was amazing.
The many cabins scattered throughout the woods always catch my attention. They remind me of bygone parties, animated talks and the odd spirit too many drunk in the past.
Today I crossed this beauty’s path:
It comes without saying that at least a couple of antlers have to adorn a real forest cabin.
The water fountain is covered under the awning of the porch while there’s also an “open air” fireplace and sitting area (and yep, that’s a patch of snow there… last Friday I woke up to a solid 20-30cm of heavy snow…).
The whole scene seen from the other side.
What especially charmed me was the outhouse right behind a patch of wild garlic 🙂 and next to a neatly stacked pile of fire wood.
Are you up of partying or simply enjoying an evening among friends in such a location? Do you have places like these nearby?