Today is a good day. Today examplifies why moving to Switzerland was a good idea. It’s a nice, sunny, cool day. I’ve been walking in the markets (plural, there are several) all morning and I have a bag full of fresh produce I will pickle later today. I have air-dried boar and deer. I keep seeing, smelling and hearing new and enticing things all the time. I came across two groups of buskers, one playing Bach’s Air on s G string (hur hur, that always makes me giggle) and the other playing Por una Cabeza (think of the tango scene in Scent of a woman). With such good bread, cheese and charcuterie, it’s no wonder I’ve put on weight. Still, that’s for another day, cause today is a good day.
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck