The morning after my arrival to the Community in Switzerland it was cold but still partly sunny (today we have cold rain).
So I took a brisk walk along the fast-flowing River Areuse.
A sister friend led on through the fallen leaves.
Where the river flows into Lake Neuchatel we chanced upon a real photographer, with tripod and all.
Maybe he was waiting to see swans.
Or maybe the Scuba diving school divers were about to surface.
New since I was last here nine years ago are these young grapevines.
Some farmers got together and planted one huge vineyard.
This field had a cover crop.
And this is what is known here as the "big field," in French, grand champ.
You can hardly see it, it is so narrow, but between the unsown field and the green field is a path.
It makes a good meditative path where you can be alone and sing or pray aloud.
At the other end is a landing strip and small airport for light planes and gliders.
There on the foothills of the Jura Mountain range is an old and picturesque village (whose name I have forgotten).
You can enlarge the picture. Looks like a castle on the hill.
So these will be my surroundings for the next two months.
Pics of the community coming up in next posts.