Impressions of Switzerland, Part 3: Ticino

Monday, September 2nd, 2013

It is the time of véraison in the Ticino, the southern canton of Switzerland, when the wine grapes are ripening and changing color from green to blue and purple. Lots of small and large vineyards line the valleys and hug the hills. In the smaller ones, vintners are still working the vines by hand. In the larger ones the topping (trimming off the excessive foliage) is done with machines. The goal is to give the grapes as much sun and air and strength so they can ripen to perfection.

These vines will be ready in a few years

 
In warmer climates, the grapes are grown lower on the vines so that they are somewhat protected from too much sun and don’t dry out. In colder climates, however, they are grown away from the ground to shield them from the frost rising from the ground up.
 
Beside grapes, there are plenty of fruits and vegetables grown here and sold at the traditional outdoor markets. Here is one in Bellinzona, the capital of the canton Ticino. It is not only a place to buy produce and other groceries but a gathering point for the locals and tourists alike, where they meet for a chat, a cup of espresso, a glass of wine, or, perhaps a grappa.

And here is my niece Eveline, who became the source of the character Lena in my Family Portrait series. She grows and cultivates roses and is a permanent feature at these outdoor markets. Not an easy life and much of her income depends on the weather gods. But she loves her work and let me tell you, these roses are the most beautiful I have ever seen. And their scent is incredible!
 
 
 
My friends and I took a lot of walks, since the weather was gorgeous and the temperature just right and we needed to walk off the calories from the delicious food! Here are some scenes from along the river Ticino.
 

 
 
On one of our outings, we drove to Olivone in the Blenio Valley and walked along the beginning of the Sentiero Lucomagno, the path that leads to the Lucomagno Pass or Lukmanierpass (in German). Olivone is a beautiful village, which I used in my novel as the hometown of Andreas (Love of a Stonemason). These photos show Olivone and the surrounding landscape.
 
Monte Sosto, a mountain which also plays a role in Love of a Stonemason

 
 

 
And, as usual, a good meal is the perfect way to end a walk.
 

Osso buco (veal shank) with mashed potatoes and veggies–my favorite
Another outing took us to the border between the canton Graubünden in the German part and the canton Ticino. Roveredo and its surroundings bring back fond memories of my visits to my sister and brother-in-law in Castaneda in the Calanca Valley. Both of them passed on but the memories remain.
 

 
My friends love nothing better than driving over a mountain pass and there are many around this area, aside from Saint Gotthard. Here we are at the top of San Bernardino at 2066 m (6778 ft.). It’s quite cool up here. Of course, that’s not us on the bikes. We “old fogies” came by car.
 

Another clear but cold mountain lake



These kind of Zen-inspired sculptures seem to be the trend everywhere
 

I hope you’re enjoying my journey through Switzerland. See you next time.



Impressions of Switzerland, Part 2: Over the Saint Gotthard mountain

Sunday, August 25th, 2013

Last week, I took a trip to one of my favorite parts of the country, the Ticino, the southern and Italian part of the country. You can get there by train or car. The train takes you through a 9-mile (15 km) tunnel underneath the Swiss Alps from Göschenen on the Swiss German side to Airolo on the Swiss Italian side. A new railway tunnel is being constructed at the moment and expected to be finished in 2016. It will be the longest railway tunnel in the world with a total length (including tunnels, shafts, and passages) of 94.3 miles (151.84 km). By car you can either drive through the road tunnel (with its 10.5 miles or 16.9 km, it is the third longest car tunnel in the world) or you can cross the St. Gotthard Pass (6909 ft., 2106 m high), the mountain that divides and connects the German and the Italian part of the country.

My favorite way to get from north to south or vice versa is either by train, or, if the weather permits, by car over the St. Gotthard Pass (the mountain is closed during winter due to heavy snow). Named after Saint Gotthard, the Bishop of Hildesheim, this mountain has fascinated me since childhood, when my father drove my mother and me over the pass for the first time in his small VW bug. The history of Saint Gotthard and its importance as a route that connects the north and south of the continent dates back to Roman times. For those who are interested, here is a link to a short overview of its history.

St. Gotthard is a rough and, to me, mysterious, mountain. Even during the hottest days in summer, a cold breeze blows on top and if you get caught in a rain or snow storm, beware! The landscape is rocky, full of granite and gneiss. There is a museum, a chapel, a couple of modest but good restaurants and, in summer, a stand with barbecued sausages next to a beautiful lake.

I drove across the pass to the south of the country during a gorgeous, sunny day and the mountain showed its friendly face. Here are a few pictures.  

A cup of coffee and a snack to prepare for the drive through
the lengthy tunnel or over the mountain

View from the northern side

 The drive up the narrow and curvy mountain road.

Wild mountain stream

Wild flowers
 


The highpoint of my drive over the mountain: this was the first time I saw the old Gotthard stagecoach that used to bring the mail and passengers across the mountain. Nowadays, it’s a tourist attraction and can be rented for a fun ride and a time travel experience.
 
Clean, clear but oh, so cold, water!
A monument at the top commemorating an airman who
crashed while on military service in 1928.

 

The simple but lovely mountain inn. It also houses a museum and a souvenir store

 

And, of course, after the drive to the top of the mountain, you need a hearty meal and an espresso.
 

And now, it’s time for the drive down the southern face of the mountain toward the lovely canton Ticino.
 
 

 
 
 
Here, the grapes are already ripening, getting ready to be transformed into the delicious local wine: Merlot del Ticino or Nostrano!
 
 

 
I arrive in Biasca, a town in the northern part of the Ticino, where I spend a week with my dear friends and hosts Silvia and Curzio. And dinner at the grotto, the traditional Ticinese inn, is, of course, a must!
 
 
 

Here the wine is served in the typical small cup, tazzino.

Yummy prosciutto, salami, and other delicacies, tasty bread, and a cup of Nostrano. What else could one wish for? A good meal and great company to end a marvelous day.
 
More next time!
 
 



First impressions of Switzerland–a paradise–or is it?

Saturday, August 17th, 2013

I have been in my original home country for about two weeks now. I’m more or less over jetlag and getting used to Swiss life again. This is a series of blog posts about my three-months stay here. I have lived in the United States for more than half of my life but have come back to my original home about once a year, usually for several months, and that way have kept in touch with my friends and family and with life in general in the “old country.” Last year I skipped my stay and so two years have gone by since I lived here. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons I now look at my home country with somewhat different eyes, the eyes of a visitor rather than a permanent resident, a view perhaps from the outside. Things that I have taken for granted and not paid too much attention to before are somehow more noticeable. Not sure yet how to explain it. Perhaps it becomes clearer as time goes on.

However, philosophy aside for the time being, I wanted to show you a few pictures of my usual morning walk/jog through the woods. After all, I need to counter the extra pounds I will be gaining from all the chocolate and Bratwurschts!

Starting from the house in Wettswil where I live right now, I usually walk and jog for about an hour. Wettswil by the way for those who have read my novel AN UNCOMMON FAMILY is the place where Anna and Karla lived, although I never named the town in the novel and took some liberties with the surroundings.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Walking up the hill for a while, I soon come to a forest. Many years ago, the community had built a workout course through the woods so people could take care of their health and enjoy nature at the same time.  

Oh, yes, the Swiss are known for their orderliness. So even at the beginning of the forest, there is a doggy toilet with free plastic bags for the proud owners, so they can pick up after their charges and deposit the poop conveniently and cleanly.

Well-behaved Swiss dogs!
And into the woods we go. Yes, it’s safe to walk by yourself in a forest here. I have been doing it for decades.
 
Protect new-born fawn!
Please keep dogs on the leash.
But, please, keep your furry friends on the leash when walking them in the woods, because the other furry friends need to be protected.  
 
Some images from my walk. Further down, the workout course begins.
 
 
Those people who live in apartment buildings and don’t have a garden, can rent a garden patch and grow their own vegetables and fruit, have picnics, or just relax.
 

 
Hikers always know where they are. After all, the nearest town is only 15 minutes away. How can you get lost?
 
Here the “serious” part of the workout begins. Signs with exercises tell you exactly what you have to do. Yep, Swiss efficiency.
 
 
It’s been quite hot here lately, in the nineties, but here in the forest, it’s pleasant and cool.
 
 
Running or walking up the stairs gets your heart pumping
 
 
I made it, looking down from above. Heavy breathing!
                                          


I skipped that one
 
My friends: Emmi, Rosi, Lina – healthy happy cows and they all have a name!
 
 
 
 
 
Yes, and Marcel is in charge!
 
Let’s see how good my balance is.
 
 
Standing at the beginning.
 
 
Made it to the end. Not bad!
 
 
Relaxing and enjoying the view after the workout.
 
 
And now a dip in the pool to cool off!
 
Cheers, until next time.
 

Family Portrait is also available on B&N, Kobo, iTunes (iPad), and Smashwords

Wednesday, May 1st, 2013

I wanted to give those readers who have one of the many non-Kindle eReaders a chance to read my books. They are available on Kobo and B&N (Nook) and Smashwords:

An Uncommon Family (Family Portrait, Book 1)
Love of a Stonemason (Family Portrait, Book 2)
Emilia (Family Portrait, Book 3)  

The first book in the series, An Uncommon Family, costs only 99 cents on all venues (including Amazon). 

My Books on Kobo

My Books on B&N

My Books on iTunes (for the iPad)

My Books on Smashwords

Of course, they are available on Amazon for the Kindle as well:

My Author Page on Amazon 

Happy Reading! 

I’m hanging out with royalty this week. Check me out at Lisette Brodey’s Writers Chateau!

Tuesday, April 23rd, 2013

Author Lisette Brodey invited me to a chat at her castle. Come on over!

Lisette’s Writers’ Chateau

Help! My characters control my life

Tuesday, April 16th, 2013

Today, I am a guest at the blog of author Linda Cassidy Lewis, where I rant about the fact that the characters I created are stalking me and making my life both exciting and difficult. Hop on over and I hope you’ll have a good laugh!

Click here to get to the blog.

IT’S ALL ABOUT FAMILY – INTERVIEW AT LINDSAY EDMUND’S BLOG

Monday, April 8th, 2013

Author Lindsay Edmund’s is kind enough to let me babble about my life and my books. Hop on over and let me entertain you at Writer’s Rest.

A tribute to my mother, Anna Umiker-Güntert

Sunday, December 30th, 2012



On December 30, 2005, my mother passed away in Switzerland at the ripe old age of 102. I was fortunate to be able to spend the last four months of her life with her in my home country. She had been able to live at home almost until the very end thanks to the help of some wonderful caretakers, some friends of hers, and, above all, my nephew, Rico.
Although I lived in California, I spent several months each year with her. It was sometimes difficult to spend that much time away from my home in California but now, I am grateful for every minute I was able to be with her.
I wrote this poem many years ago when she was still alive, but it foreshadows what I knew would eventually happen:
Mother
nearing ninety winds the old clock
pulling the chains dangling
from the wooden case.
Time stored in her flesh and bones
seeps through her hands.
I listen to each shallow breath,
feel the faint trembling of her arm
tucked into the curve of mine,
as we climb the last steep hill to the store
on those muted winter days
which follow each other like dull pearls
strung on the thread of life.
The late afternoon sun casts
our thin shapes among the
shadows of birches and pines
coated with hoarfrost.
In the coffee shop she softens bites of
crusty bread and dips them into hot chocolate.
A drop falls on the face of Madonna
staring blue-eyed and beige from the
cover of Mademoiselle.
At dusk the waitress switches on the light.
My mother’s face,
white as a moon,
refracts from the window-pane.
I peer past her into the growing
darkness outside.
It’s not death I fear,
I am afraid of being the last one alive.

(From Path of Fire)

New book covers

Saturday, October 20th, 2012

My designer friend and I are in the process of creating new covers for the books of my Family Portrait series. Here are some preliminary samples of the first two books. There will be minor changes (such as my name needs to be a little bigger) but I’m really excited about them. 

Enjoy!



 

 

Comments appreciated!

Okay, here are new versions with the larger name:









Creativity is everywhere. Keep looking!

Sunday, October 14th, 2012


The other day, a friend of mine sent me an article he wrote and a video about an elderly couple in Clovis, California. The husband, who loved to ride bikes but didn’t want to do it alone, came up with a wonderful idea. He built a special bicycle so that both he and his wife could ride side by side together. Here is the link to the article by Shawn Gadberry as well as the video. Have fun with the senior couple on their ride “into their sunset years.”

http://clovisindependent.com/2012/10/12/a-bicycle-re-built-for-two/