Prunus laurocerasus has become very popular as a hedge to secure privacy for people in the small gardens around the houses of the Bernese Highlands.
This plant is evergreen, takes to trimming, makes a nice tall, thick hedge, and has a light but pleasant fragrance in flower. Bees like it and birds like it.
But I have observed a huge amount of pollen gather on Lake Brienz while this plant is at and past its peak flowering.
Interesting no? Comments please?
Swiss Alps spring pastures
At 600 meters above sea level, early May in the Bernese Highlands, grassland pastures are full with first wild flowers. Imagine in the air, the fragrance of fresh green pasture spring.
Where black forests white
Winter pushes at the edge
Unleashing colored dreams.
What happens under the cover of forests? Unpredictably dreamy grays become colours.
The spring wild flowers in homeowners’ lawns speak Easter to my memories.
Between the mountain air and those flowering plants is an aura that feeds and frees my creative synapses. Absolutely amazing.
Some people might call it a ‘natural high’ but no. Whatever it is, it inspires, it energizes and encourages the freedom that is the base of creative thoughts, words and deeds.
The airs are important. On the highest and northernmost massif of the Swiss Alps, the airs flow down, mingled with the airs of the plants and earth, otherwise undisturbed, from 4,000 meters (above sea level) over the surfaces of broad lakes into and among the gardens of the villages at 600 meters.
Springtime rains mix air and earth…life begins to stir.
This diverse mix of wild flowers bloom in that narrow window, just after the grasses green with life but before the grasses spurt with growth.
Veritable glens, even forests of delicate spring flowers invite walks of discovery.
And on the edge of civilisation where village garden meets mountain landscape…
Flowers, forest, animals, children, parents, play, nurture, gardens, landscape…
How can the beauty of spring become black and white and retain its ethereality?
The same but different. We have just to live it.
Yesterday
Tomorrow
…a south facing slope at 580 meters above sea level on the northern edge of the Swiss Alps…
Caption?
This is a bit of a change. But most of my posts are about real life, so I guess this fits in.
All I see in this photo is an attempt at ‘cross-cultural integration’. Is that sad or is that just a practical fact of life?
Do any of you have experience with signs like this?
If so, in public or in your home?
Do any of you wonder why this sign was put up?
Do any of you wonder what happens if this sign isn’t put up?
Caption?
Oh heck, forget it. I’ve been living in foreign countries too long. I’ve forgotten what is culturally right or culturally wrong.
Happy holidays to all. I’m going out for a walk, maybe an adventure.
An adventure in the making…going my way?
Eryngium alpinum—the queens in our Alpine neighborhood.
…in the dressing room…
…in Arctic Fox fur…
…yeah, I got them with this snow all around me. 12Nov2016.
It was the sparkles, the sparkling–it danced before my eyes and the more I looked at it, the more I danced with it. I danced with the tingles. That was fun in the landscape.
Fall is slipping through my fingers,
As has summer…
But I am neither sad, nor alone…we’re good.
c u nxt SPRING! 🙂
