Today was the last day in the garden. It was too lovely even to pull out my phone for a photo.
The cows continued on in the mountains across, just where the Appenzell begins.
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A house on a plot of grass. It seems so normal to many. But here in Switzerland, you can only obtain this type of abode if it’s passed on by family or if you happen to have billions of dollars.
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It was a part of everyday. I would awake to, along with the church bells, the sound of construction machines of all sorts, and until dusk they continued on.
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Language takes effort. Non mother tongue, at least.
It goes both ways.
It wasn’t a dream, and I’m not quite sure how long it took for me to awake. All I know is that someone was quietly calling my name and my sleepy face answered the door.
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I’ve gotten so accustomed. Too accustomed, I’ll say.
There is this unordinary beauty.
It happens anywhere, in any corner of the world. Comfort has a way of hiding beauty.
Walking alone back to my bicycle after Church was slightly uncomfortable. The streets were vacant. The shops were closed.
And, of course, I was approached by a family asking for directions. They were obviously from out of town, but apparently didn’t know that I am too.
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I was instructed to take a pair of slippers and wait for the tour guide.
Within the displayed books in this oldest library, were some real gems.
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Sunday.
Everything is closed. The only people you’ll see out and about are the ones dressed for and heading to Church. If you had no food in the house, you’d be completely out of luck.
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The laughter at dinner was the uncontrollable type.
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So common yet so extraordinary.
A few meters behind where I stood taking this photo rest two antique farm houses. One for the parents and one for the children and their families.
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I’ve inevitably fallen into a sort of habit. Life has become common – routine, to a certain point. But. Life isn’t common. This will soon change.
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This cooking magazine was left outside my bedroom door. And on the second to last page was this: a culmination of what I’ve been recently realizing.
What are the important things in life?
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