Our old home put on a magical show for us before we left. It felt like every sunrise was a winner. It felt like every day was clear and bright. I’m sure it was nature’s way of saying remember this view! remember this place! in the best way possible.
Taking in the whole view from the left …
… into the middle … (I’ll miss the white house making this scene “pop”)
… and to the right … crisp and clean
We certainly had a grand view of the Swiss Alps.
Gold! The view from the bedroom window (with the eave of the roof on the left)
Foggy but inviting
Ahhhh, those lovely last few days …
Sunrise with stars still shining
On the walk down the hill to collect the keys for the new apartment
We’ve moved into the village of Wohlen bei Bern from the outskirts. Leo went to work before our appointment to collect the new house keys, then straight to the apartment, but I stayed home and walked the walk for old time’s sake. It felt fitting to say goodbye to that walk in that way. As much as I loved it (most of the time!), I’m glad, overall, that we’re down in the thick of the “action” now. And the church bells aren’t as bad as I thought they would be, clanging every 15 minutes, all through the night!
Here is the view from our new bedroom window …
We can live with this!
Yahoo! We still can see the Alps! I think seeing those mountains is more important to me than the size of the apartment or having a garden or how nice the floors are or whatever! It’s my way of waking up happy.
The view from the bed looking south east
With the windows open
I’m making the most of that view during winter, because I think come summertime we will only glimpse the mountains when all the leaves on those trees are back.
Photos of the apartment will be in the next post, promise.
Wishing you a wonderful day.