It's that time of year in Switzerland. The farms roll up their balls of hey and stack them neatly in the fields. I was fascinated the first time I saw it. I still am.
"Princess, avert your eyes!" I don't know what it is, but there's a high degree of PDA in Switzerland. Not just among teenagers. I didn't notice the couple making out in back of the dogs until I processed the images on the computer. This was the least explicit photo of their activities. We may be […]
I know what you're thinking. There's no dog in this month's masthead. But like the real Europeans they've become, Loki and Juno insisted on taking this month off from working, like everyone else. Don't worry, their regular photos will back this week. I convinced them that taking time off modeling for a masthead was like a […]
"Oh la la! Les loups," claims a woman. She was talking about us. Because it seems perfectly normal for two human beings to walk into a quiet lakeside town in Switzerland on a Sunday morning for a picnic brunch with wolves on the end of their leashes. If you aren't sporting a lap dog, a labrador or golden retriever, then […]
While the TravelMarx were here we visited Bern (otherwise known as Berne) in hopes of going to the Paul Klee or Einstein museum. But it was Monday and all the museums were closed. Because of the stress of having to stay open on a Sunday (seriously, that's what the books say, it's the stress of working […]
Living in Switzerland has been extremely educational for Mr. Wild Dingo and I. Unfortunately, our education is not about French or German. It's not about skiing or alpine walking. It's not even about the diverse Swiss history. Our education is much more profound than all of that. On Saturday, we started out with a laundry list of small […]
Look what came in the post today: "Hm. More Roman History books. I wonder if they taste better than the other Italian book I had for dinner last week?" Ah! A few necessities arrived from the States. More Roman books for Mr. Wild Dingo, a few American/English-speaking movie DVDs and ...
A few weeks ago, Morges celebrated its annual fall harvest "La Nuit des Epouvantails." Prior to the event, I photographed a few of the "epovantails" (scarecrows) in Denens on one of my bike rides. Denens is two-villages away from our home and occasionally the dogs and I walk that way, but I always ride by it on […]