monochrome

 The days walk started early and was fast today. There was no stopping to feed rhea americana today, yesterday it had seemed as if the damsons had been ripened to a stage where the birds no longer cared for them. Nonetheless, the birds all came running over to their erstwhile benefactor. The circuit around the small garden, there are the Kindergarten children all out under the trees. Like goblins and hobbits and elves. People are out walking their dogs, it seems to be a thing that is done just before ten in the morning. Say hello to the Leica collectors wife, and carry on around the hospital and all the way down to the foot of the Moniberg in one go, without a break.

Climbing the long stepped path up to the Carrosahöhe is hard work. Despite all intentions, it is necessary to stop three times to catch breath and to allow the feet to stop hurting.

Carry on over the top, all the way through the now-autumnal woods. A group of young people approaches, led on by a male teacher pontificating about all the things his children do. At the end of the group of about thirty fifteen-year-olds a silent teacher walks. She looks entirely disgusted by the whole business. It all seems to be some kind of school outing.

When the denser woods have finished, the path leading between a field of maize and a jungle-like wooded slope, approach another group of schoolchildren. Some of the kids say hi and hello. Others do not. The teachers are much to busy showing off. 

Finally, at half past ten, get the delicious coffee at the small Italian place. The charming waitress puts two small biscuits on the saucer, so called amaretti. She laughs and say that it is because the guest uses no sugar and no milk in the coffee.

It is very kind of her.

Sit there under the parasol and watch the rain.

Make the decision to buy the camera. The little black and white German rangefinder camera.

There is no commercial reason for it, It is will just be good to be stuck with monochrome again.