Snow
Valentines night brought snow. Enough to obliterate the road. Did I want to go driving this morning? I did not. Did we anyway? We did. Church day. And I had to play the music. Music-playing son was just getting back from South Africa.
Sun
Down in the flatter lands, there was no snow. And after church the sun came out. So after dinner, we had sunshine for our hike back to the town where we have church. The route is through fields and forests, and up and down hills. And it went along a barricade of tank-stoppers and bunkers from WWII. (I forgot to get a picture.) The area is close to the German border. The Germans were not foolhardy enough to try to invade Switzerland. Only the Americans “accidentally “ got lost and dropped some bombs on Swiss cities,
Restaurant
Beside this cabin was a sign post with some fine poetry about being quiet, keeping your dog on a leach, and taking your trash with you. I was told the sign was very old, and the poet probably dead by now. Sigh. I think forest signs should all be in poetry.
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