A rainy afternoon in Zürich
The rain still hasn’t stopped. It feels as though we haven’t seen the sun at all since we returned from Rome. I think there were a few hours of sunshine sometime a week or so ago, but mainly it has just been rain, rain and more rain…and more still forecast 🙁
Peter and I decided to visit an art exhibition in Zürich yesterday afternoon, but when we got there the line was right down the street. Mmm I don’t think so… The art gallery in Zürich is showing the Bührle collection – a fabulous group of impressionist paintings. They were previously housed in a very elegant villa just outside the centre of Zürich. Unfortunately the security at the villa was a little lax and a few years ago there was a spectacular robbery in daylight and four of the best-known paintings were stolen. Two were eventually found in the carpark of the local mental hospital, but the others have never been seen again and the villa has been closed since.
Oh well, Peter will have to try another day. The collection will in future be housed in the art gallery – which hopefully does have proper security and insurance!
Instead we had a rainy afternoon mooch around Zürich and coffee and cake before heading home. I also found another ball of Lana Grossa sock wool – not the same dye lot, but beggars can’t be choosers and if I need it I’m sure the colour is near enough that no-one would be able to tell. Progress on the second sock is a little slow. Isn’t that always the case? Finishing a second sock is always a little bit of a fight with myself. There isn’t any more excitement wondering how it will turn out and it becomes an exercise in self-discipline. I felt much better after reading Stephanie at Yarn Harlot when she wrote about the number of single socks she has waiting for their pair. If she has trouble, what hope is there for the rest of us?
So as I have no knitting progress to regale you with, here are some of the sights of Zürich in the rain….
a street in the old town..
The square in front of the Grossmünster (cathedral)
and the house where Johanna Spyri, the creator of Heidi, lived…and died…
There is lots more to see as it’s a very beautiful city – but the lighting was terrible, so my photos are all very dark. More when the sunshine returns…
Afterwards we went to visit the intrepid camper – who was happy, tired and muddy, but doing just fine. It put my mind at rest! The camp was just a total mudbath – which the scouts seemed to find all rather amusing.
Rather them than me, is all I can say.
Helen
