Pfäffikon

Is this very precise and bland Swiss city. Located about 45 km from Zurich, it has become a bustling financial center. Something about great tax breaks for businesses. As a result there are a number of investments groups, funds and venture capital firms that have moved here.

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Perched on the sign is TISA. This is a truly international traveling sock. Her heel is done (my part to knit) and I will be mailing her tomorrow off to the next knitter on the list. Alphamonkey – the other sock has vanished somewhere in the post.

There is little of interest to see here. Swiss train tracks posting in multiple languages –

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And a geometric climber were about the limit.

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Or looking across the lake.

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The evening was a bit better! We trooped down next to what I think is the only old building that has survived. And that probably is because it is church related. And then there is the local wildlife.

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Eating outside, we finished just before the rain started.

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Socks

There is TISA who you have seen. Then there is also the Wyvern

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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