The other day I was sitting quietly reading new posts on my laptop when there was a …..
….. and a flutter.
Not her ! A lemony flutter !
NO !!! Lemon coloured fluttering wings flapping on the glass of the balcony french window next to me.
Yes, Samantha, a yellow wagtail.
A romantic bird fighting its reflection. I must get a photo for my blog. I sat by the window, camera in hand and waited …..
…… and waited.
I looked away for a second.
Missed ! The bird hit the window and was gone.
My arm ached holding the camera. Every time I looked away …..
Missed ! Blooming bird !
I got the photo. A masterpiece ! See the bird ?
No ? I’ll zoom in.
Well, that was a wasted hour for me, wasn’t it ?
Oh boy. Thanks cats !
A few evenings later I was in the shower (sorry, no photos of me having a shower as there are ladies reading this post ….. possibly ….probably not !) …. when a loud …..
(In your dreams Ralph !) ……..
…. knocked the soap off me. The tiles on one wall of the bathroom …….
….. pulled apart and bowed out from the wall ……
….. and were stopped from crashing to the floor ….
…… by the grout between the tiles.
Pedro, my neighbour, came up and removed the loose tiles …..
….. before they crashed down giving the cats a heart attack.
I eventually found out that there was an earthquake as I was soaping myself.
In a way I was so pleased that the tiles were old as I didn’t remodel the bathroom when I refurbished the apartment 3 years ago. I may have to now ! Oh boy !
Does the earth move for you while taking a shower ?
Ralph xox <3