ding, dling, dong

The sheep are definitely back. For the next few weeks the sound of their little, different seized bells will be heard day and night. Glad I grew up with this “soundtrack” or else it could be perceived as rather noisy. While I was taking the photo the church bells added their bit to a Summer Sunday morning sound. See extra.
For lunch I had my mom over. The first time in a long time she is able to get up my stairs. I’m glad to see her so well again.
We had a saffron risotto with parmesan and mixed salad. Now she is off to watch Federer play and some Swiss wrestling (http://www.lebendige-traditionen.ch/traditionen/00233/index.html?lang=en) while I will try to hit the gym.