“Who is this Savadear I keep hearing about?” Two years ago, Mr Wild Dingo whispered that very question, which had been burning in his mind for too long, to a Francophone at work. Bemused, the Francophone laughed. “Not ‘Savadear,’ ’Ça veut dire,’” he replied. The expression literally translates as “it wants to say” but actually means “it means.” Continue reading »
For some, spirituality is found in Sunday morning religious services or a stroll in the park. The morning is too crisp for our clothing choice. We try to avoid our usual stop through town and head back home. The husky however, is too devoted to her ritual Sunday morning spiritual practice and instead pulls us [...]
“Princess, why is this bed of flowers called Tutti Frutti?” “It’s as if they knew you were comin’ Big Boy.”
This is Switzerland’s Supermoon. Seriously. We had no opportunity to see it. But we made do.
We come across many “Interdit” signs on our walks in Switzerland. Sometimes they give us pause.
Tra la! It’s May! The lusty month of May! That lovely month when ev’ryone goes Blissfully astray.
On last week’s post, it was a bit strange to read comments asking ,”Wow is that photo with your dog and Cadel real or Photoshopped?” O.K. peeps, I know I Photoshop a bit. And I use all sorts of filters on the camera and in software programs to enhance the photos. But seriously: I’m not that talented. I [...]
Oh my God! Why is the Winner of the 2011 Tour de France and 2011 Tour of Romandie, Cadel Evans pointing at me as he’s rolling up to the start of the 2012 Tour of Romandie?
“Um, Princess, you’re sitting on my foot.” Four years ago, he was the house bully. Yet, it took only two nights, with only positive efforts, to teach him not to bully her for her dinner. It was such a powerful lesson, that each night after that, he would finish his dinner and seek me out searching for his praise for doing the [...]
Can you believe I have to take a 40-minute plane ride just to get a decent pizza? At least the view never gets old.
Dog lovers generally like or love Loki when they first meet him. They’re fooled by his charm. Even Bernard, our kennel keeper, had a mile-wide smile the first day he met him. “He’s well-trained,” he said. But that was before he chose to live with the whacka-cracker while we vacation. The last time we picked up the dogs after [...]
Mr. Wild Dingo left for China yesterday and he forgot to put his beloved leather boots in the closet.
I just spent 7 days with the man in Provence. And now he heads to China tonight. Business travel sucks.
Last week, I posted a photo of yet another book mastication on Facebook. Hours later, I went downstairs and found one of Mr. Wild Dingo’s brand new leather flip flops, torn apart. So he threw it away when he got home. We went out to dinner that night and came home to find that his [...]
“It is better to do nothing, than to be busy doing nothing.” I’ve had this knot in my stomach all week knowing I’d have to leave the cracker and the criminal at Bernard’s doggie spa and camp this week. Bernard was fairly exhausted by Loki’s crackery on the last stay. There are so many great [...]
I looked like the total American trying to walk into a Coop Supermarket on Thursday evening at 5:30 p.m. Nothing was open. I should have known better. It was Holy Thursday. Switzerland basically shuts almost down everything from Thursday night to Tuesday morning. So if you’re out of milk, you almost have to suffer for 4 [...]
“Hey Princess, something seems a bit different about this field.”
Yesterday, my pet sitter back in the U.S. pointed out that the flowers in the last post were not peonies, but crocus. Like I said, I’m not a gardener, but she’s lucky I didn’t call them Rhododendrons. For years now, my brother TravelMarx, who has a botany passion, has tried to educate me on plants and flowers. But to no [...]
First Tulip. We took our first Spring walk to Morges yesterday. The tulips weren’t quite out yet, but a few lone renegades were making their appearance.
Many don’t know this, but Juno is an avid recycler. She was happy to discover Switzerland’s strict recycling rules, such as separating all plastics, aluminum, glass and cardboard into separate bins. The second week I was here, I made a big faux pas by tossing some used paper towels into the green trash bin without [...]
