So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


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High Water

Some of the rain that has been drenching England got here this weekend, just deserts I suppose.  Its not that we haven’t had rain, far from it, we’ve had hot spells followed by storms which has caused much damage. 

Darker water of the Thomotalerbach meets the Mur

 This deluge had the Mur really high but not as high as we’ve seen it.  So after the rain had gone, Dave and I had a stroll along, to get some freash air. Bad idea.  There must have been drains and septic tanks overflowing, the whole river STANK!

Thomotalerbach also rushing about


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Garden Time – rain, rain, rain

May 31st

We have had a spell of what is maybe normal spring weather, damp air, heavy thundery showers but thank heavens, no frosts.  Of course it means  that the plants are well watered but now we begin to panic about mould in the greenhouse!  Still, I’ve got everything planted out, even the emergency windowsill courgettes have been bunged out on a plot! I can sense the frustration of the farmers as it going to rain everyday for the next week according to the forecast, and its the start of hay and silage time.

The birds have mostly taken themselves off, but to my delight, this year a family of Greenfinches has stayed behind and are chomping on the few sunflower seeds I put out. The sparrows don’t argue with them like they do the Tits and they share the table together. We have a resident cuckoo for the first time, its worse than a clock you can’t switch it off!  The meadow below us is full of campion, ragged robin, daisies of course, Buttercups, Spreading bellflowers, and Meadow Bistort.When the sun shines, and I’m doing the ironing, I have the bedroom window open and the smell comes wafting in.  I often put the radio on and have found the Radio 4 extra, last week I had the joy of a Morecombe and Wise show, plus the Dad’s army radio show, quite a giggle or am I showing my age???????

I’ve met my share-dog, it’s a lovely golden retriever, the vet thinks about five years old, already spayed, how could anyone bother to buy a pedigree dog, have it done, then abandon it?  Lizzie and I are looking forward to our dog duties!

One thing I have noticed on my blogs – no mention of stress, hating job, sleeplessness, tiredness, I just go, do me cleaning, come home and forget about it.  Bliss, thanks God!