Here comes my 100th story – hooray – and I would like to take you to the mountains to cheer.
Shortly after the lockdown was lifted here, my hubby and I were ready to go exploring again (<— click for some awesome Swiss landscapes we saw). Travelling to a region in the Bernese Alps where we have not spent that much time yet, the weather and the time was perfect for hiking.
So we went. Starting in one small village up through forest, wildflower meadows, along a mountain stream, at some point sharing the path with cows munching on rich pasture, and then reaching the height overviewing the whole Alpine valley and spotting a house…
Two years ago, we would never have thought, let alone dared to imagine, that something like what we see and experience in the world right now would ever be possible.
The coronavirus made the human madness stop in the blink of an eye. While I truly hope you are all safe and sound, coping reasonably well with this new and remarkable situation, I trust that the coronavirus is here for a very good reason. It not only stops us from craziness for example but also makes very clear that we are all equal and interconnected. Read more →
So, here we are dear readers, plunging right into the natural spectacle that miraculously happens every year in spring in Switzerland: the awakening of nature. Of course, in this post, we again have an eye on grapevines on the Lindenhof farm, but not only, because way too much is going on there :0).
What a difference to what we saw in February and March! You may want to look at the posts on a split screen to enjoy and be even more amazed by the changes :-).
Grapevines’ buds have swollen a little bit by the first days of April and you see how they are still tenderly protected by what reminds me of a ball of wool. Through it, the first leaves are finely shimmering. Isn’t this pure magic?
Shortly after, the buds explode and grapevines start to grow. Read more →
Not much of a difference compared to February, I guess. They are still sleepy, the buds also remain very small and are well protected from bad weather. But the undergrowth is greener and that is why sheep are now grazing within the vineyard and freely using the grapevines to scratch themselves :-).
Once upon a time when Ladybird was on her way to work and just got off the train, she was stunned to see a mallard (Stockente in German) walking around on the other platform.
What the heck! She did not believe her eyes. What was the animal doing here in the middle of a very busy city quarter away from the lake and several meters below street level?
Ladybird stood still for a while watching the duck as people around her minded their own business. She soon realised that the duck was calling and immediately thought: “Oh my, this is mummy looking for her young ones. I’d better help her.” Read more →
What a privilege these days thanks to modern technologies to be able to write this new story while sitting at the edge of a river breathing in air filled with summery warmth and being refreshed after a bath in it. I am out of reception, though. Yes, thankfully, this still exists!
Grey heron, different species of butterflies, dragonflies, and even a European kingfisher hang out here with us. Just a mere 20 minutes bicycle ride from home in the city.
While the river is flanked by forest and as such the scenery comes in varied green tones as well, I actually wanted to finally take you to the Canton of Jura. Remember the postcard I sent you?
Thus my title. I think I have never seen something as lush and freshly green as this area in late spring, even though I hiked in rainforests on different continents, did my Master thesis in the biggest coherent pine forests of the Alps, drove hundred of kilometres through spruce forest in Sweden, walked trough the Valley of the Giants in Western Australia and the Giants forest in California. Never before did I feel like bathing in the lushest and most freshest #fiftyshadesofgreen. Maybe I just also was really in the mood for that green colour. Such a stupendous experience and a miraculous balsam for the soul.