During our walk with Sissi and her children, I told her how much I love the wild flowers here in Switzerland.
You can read Sissi’s post about our get together here. Even if you can’t read French her pictures are lovely. You don’t want to miss them.
Below are some photos of wild flowers found in fields around our village. The last photo was taken from our train station. It is of two horses with their newborn babies.
My favorite flower is the daisy. It is a delicate but strong flower. For me it reflects the simplicity of life.
Look closely and you will find a bee in the bottom right hand corner.
My five year old daughter’s best friend told me that her mother calls these purple flowers les brosse à dents (the toothbrushes). I don’t know if it is a local name for this flower or if her mother made it up for fun.
My view each and every day.
I know that I am very lucky to have it and it is wonderful for my mental health.
Two weeks ago, our neighbor’s son had taken the key to their storage area without his mother knowing. He gave the key to my daughter who threw it into this field after he dared her to. We spent forty five minutes searching for the key. It was hopeless.
The key is completely lost in the waves of grass.
My daughter went all by herself and knocked on my neighbor’s door to apologize for throwing her key into the field. I was so proud of her for taking responsibility and apologizing all by herself. I gave her a big hug and kiss when she came upstairs to our apartment.
She is learning every day what is right and what is wrong and I am proud that even if she makes mistakes she understands she must take responsibility for them. She is a good person.
Whenever we wait on the train in our village we get to watch these horses graze with their newborn babies.
Our life is blessed with all these little treasures. I am grateful for them every day and do not in any way take them for granted.
I wish you all a wonderful weekend full of ordinary every day treasures. Because that is what life is really about.