Aubonne

Saturday. James had suggested something we could do together, a visit to the arboretum near the town of Aubonne. We set off in the morning, first taking the train to Allaman, followed by a short bus ride to Aubonne. It is one of those charming Swiss country towns, well-preseved, with a small castle on a hill to call its own. The arboretum was an hour's walk further on, mostly through forest. The arboretum itself is a sprawling area pretty much in the middle of Swiss nowhere. From its higher vantage point there are views of the mountains and Lake Geneva. It would take hours to see all of it. I saw as much as I wanted to. The weather was again unsettled and it began to rain on the way back. A forest in the rain has a music all its own. Tomorrow, which promises to be sunnier and warmer, we are taking the steamer from Ouchy across the lake to the medieval town of Yvoire on the French side. James has booked us for lunch on the return trip. It should be a very special day.
One photo shows a street in Aubonne, the other the extension of the Avenue Louis-Ruchonnet from J.J.'s balcony in the other direction. With its fine late 19th century facades and evenly spaced trees this could well be a street in Paris.