There once was a baker who wanted her cakes to be seen. So for St Patrick’s Day she baked one all pretty and green. For decorations she decided on shamrock and feet The cake ended up looking yummy and neat. And though black the feet were doubtlessly clean.
I knew I would be able to use a photo of the sculpture one day. It’s called “Klenkes” which means “pinkie” and it illustrates a special way that the people of Aachen greet each other.
We were driving from Germany to Perpignan, we overnighted in Bourg-en-Bresse. This fellow waved us away and towards the South. Wind turbines on the way. Then we passed the Porta dels Països Catalans, the gate to the Catalan region. And soon afterwards, our first glimpse … Continue reading To the South and back
These are three establishment around the old bridge (Alte Brücke) in Heidelberg, Goldener Hecht (The golden pike), the Hotel Vier-Jahreszeiten (The Hotel Four Seasons), and I don’t know what the traditional name of the now Korean restaurant was.
Two sparrows were frolicking in a footbath Thinking that it was their own private birdbath. Along came a peregrine, A bird of prey, decidedly keen - Who turned the scene in a bloodbath.
When I was looking for rhymes with bath I came upon “Bundesrath” in a rhyming dictionary. There are two things wrong with that listing. For one, the normal spelling is “Bundesrat”, writing “Rat” like “Rath” is very ancient and predates the German parliament (aka “Bundesrat”) by something like 200 years. But the th would never be pronounced anyway. So here goes my second limerick:
A journalist reporting from Bath talked extensively about the Bundesrath. My teutonic feelings were stirred! How could he pronounce this word With a th? That’s clearly the sign of sociopath.
I will get more pictures (no rain forecast). For now, here are the sticks the children are going to carry while singing “Schtrih Schtrah Schtroh”, the traditional song on this day. My sister remembers how the sticks are decorated and she still had material at … Continue reading Today we’re going to burn winter