Adventure

What a strange morning. As we were preparing breakfast, I spotted a woman picking geraniums in the office planter on the roof terrace. How strange. 
Extras: Sitting with breakfast, a fly with the reddest eyes came and sat on my camera. How should I take a photo when he is on my camera? The phone, says my husband. And I rushed for it. It was in another room. And as soon as I aim with the camera phone, he flies away. Still, that bastard fly had been on my camera for several minutes. 
After breakfast we had coffee on the balcony. And then I see a man walking and sweeping the roof of the opposite house with an electric broom.
Strange things happen without me having to leave my home. Life is an adventure.