Weisstannen is a pretty little Swiss village surrounded by mountains and boasting an arena you can see four spectacular waterfalls from. It is also an entry point to the UNESCO World Heritage Tectonic Arena Sardona.
Before or after you go on a hike, though, you can enjoy a refreshment in the almost 250 years old former post office. While you sip a homemade syrup and maybe indulge on a handmade meringue, you most probably can’t take your eyes off of all the charming items and details originating from days long gone.
It is that time of the year again… you hear drums, your body and especially your hips move with the rhythm, you smell fire, fish, and sunscreen, you see more colourfully dressed people than usual (thank goodness!), and you see smiles and content faces everywhere.
It is when Africa takes centre stage in a Swiss city.
She stole my heart. Do you see the elderly lady looking out the window in the top middle image? I dared to take a picture without asking her as she had this big contagious smile in her face moving her body with the rhythm of Ma belle chérie we were all listening to (on stage in the photo to the right of her).
Let’s do it like her: Keep smiling and dancing forever!
Are you in the mood now to listen to some African rhythms? Then watch the videos in my other Afro-Pfingsten post.
Warm greetings and have a wonderful (long) weekend,
Many of you enjoy summer now, some of you experience warm temperatures and around twelve hours of daylight all year round, and a lot of us see the days rapidly getting shorter and the nights becoming longer at this time of the year.
That is why I thought to share a little collage of those long dark nights in December, which actually become quite sparkling and twinkling in our cities.
Do you look up in the sky from time to time? If so, what do you tend to see?
I do it several times a day and I observe birds, weather patterns, the blue sky, rain drops, lightning, insects, sometimes a plastic bag :-(, clouds, fog, sun rays, sunset colours, airplanes, the moon, Mars, Venus, stars. It is so fascinating to see what’s going on above my head, and I love that wide and open space. 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?
For my Swiss German speaking readers who may find my English a bit challenging at times I narrate the story for a change:
Ich habe mal was Neues versucht und diese Geschichte auf Schweizer Mundart erzählt und aufgenommen. Einfach grad so von der Leber weg :-). Hört hier rein und lasst mich wissen, was ihr denkt:
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.