Old Town Summer

I have been quite the stay-at-home slug of late. This is not good for my physical or mental health, so I decided to scrap whatever it was I had planned yesterday and go for a nice walk.  It's been a while since I posted Old Town pics, so now I am pleased to present Old Town in all its raging summer protuberance. Enjoy! (And yes, it's my favorite walking neighbo[u]rhood yet again.)

I've never see a roof terrace on a house in Old Town before

on Grains

Above is breakfast, cold oats which I put together yesterday and popped into the 'frig overnight. I am eternally grateful to Mitchell of https://movingwithmitchell.com/ for having put me on to this. I can eat this stuff any time of day, for any meal, snack, etc. For as long as I can remember, grains have  been my favorite thing to eat, most especially oats. Even as a very wee hamster I remember relishing oatmeal (porridge), farina, Malt O' Meal, Cream of Wheat (those last 2 are American brand names), etc. My favorite cookie is oatmeal raisin--chocolate chips leave me cold--and the raisins are a stupendoius attraction. I pretty much also love anything with raisins in it; so put them together with oatmeal and you have the cookie God eats. (I have studied theology and I know this to be a fact.) This love also extends to grain products, most especially good breads, most especially especially oat breads.

 

Why this is so I haven't a clue. Why oats in particular bring me to the heights of ecstasy I don't know. I've been this way as long as I can remember. David finds this among the weirder aspects of my peculiar existence. 

Palace #2 - Schönbrunn part 2

 Lunch!

the breakfast nook

the Grand Gallery

the small cabinets off the Galley, decorated with Chinese lacquered panels

the larger Lacquered Room

the Porcelain Room

the Millions Room decorated with Mogul Empire miniatures

even little rooms have their chandeliers 

the back yard

it's a clock, designed to be visible from the gardens

the Gloriette, designed as a sort of picnic pavilion