Keep your word & have integrity!


Monday should be optional...


This morning H said he had bad news.

H has constantly criticised me for being overprotective and yesterday evening he refused to help me cage the little unlucky one of the three first ducklings over the night for protection and rest as it was very upset screamingly searching for the others as it had gotten abandonned by it's siblings.

The other two can fly but this one hadn't developed its wings thoroughly yet.
That's why I tried to shelter it.

The awful news were that H found it dead by the water and two Goelands were eating it. I'm devastated.

I failed the responsibility I took on myself.


The smallest one in between its siblings all born the same day.

Full moon morning

Full moon morning. Wake up around 5am. The three ducklings come by for food. I see the tree disaster from yesterday and strive into gloom. 6.30 H wakes up and thinks he updates me about the ducks on the Lac. No clue I was out earlier.
I stay Quiet. Susan Cain's book is something to meditate about.


H got his way. The old tree has fallen. Can only see him as a deliberate premeditated murderer. The tree is "bleeding". Just by checking its trunk obviously it was living!



By the way...

By the way... I'm wearing the smile you gave me.

Thank you life for my grown-up kids, positive people, clouds and ducklings...

Gone surfing

When life is too tough I lean on water and waves on windy days. Surf vibes. I dream on.
Billabong's new swimming suits tell it all...


WHY? At least 84 killed in Nice... Innocent people and kids... Horrors of horror. Another attentat?! Or a personal tragedy? POURQUOI?

RIP #prayfornice


I jumped into the water but wasn't in time to save one of the two ducklings the duck has left since they hatched in the tree.
The waves were/are too tough!

Still looking after the one who crashed in its fall.

Evian in rain

Rainy day in Evian and the German team (they definitely had caught "molle du Lac" by their zombiac EURO 2016 football result) has left Evian leaving the EM throne to the new champions - Portugal.

Rainbow sunset

The ducklings visited their former home yesterday night stayed in their cage as a shelter a thundery rainy day.
Rainbow on one side and the sunset over on the Swiss side by Lac Léman/Lake Geneva. So beautiful and still after the lightenings.

Montreux 50th Jazz Festival

Montreux 50th Jazz Festival

Surrogate mum

Surrogate mother to the abandoned little duckling. A curious one.

Duckling no 4

New duckling in town

The others jumped into the water. One hurt itself falling from the nest and was left behind. A new orphan in the family.


Definitely cool. Silkies. Silk chickens. Saw them at Botanics when we bought organic foods for the ducklings. Well, two of the ducklings would pass as grown ups by now. They are two months+.

This is what WiKi tells you about Silkies:
"The Silkie (sometimes alternatively spelled Silky) is a breed of chicken named for its atypically fluffy plumage, which is said to feel like silk and satin. The breed has several other unusual qualities, such as black skin and bones, blue earlobes, and five toes on each foot, whereas most chickens only have four...
In addition to their distinctive physical characteristics, Silkies are well known for their calm, friendly temperament. It is among the most docile of poultry. Hens are also exceptionally broody, and care for young well. Though they are fair layers themselves, laying only about three eggs a week, they are commonly used to hatch eggs from other breeds and bird species due to their broody nature."

Aidan Turner

Aidan Turner

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