A German wedding tradition: the couple gets some mock work to do (with a few handicaps thrown in, like the bound up hands, and possibly a blindfold, too) and they have to hit the nails on the head. The effort is real enough – will it foretell how well they will work together in their joint future?
Oi, that’s difficult! But it is what PR: The Beauty of Minimalism as our guest host has asked for this week. If you want to participate you can link to her post or to Leanne’s Monochrome Madness site. But a minimalist post of mine would … Continue reading No clutter
This is the entrance to Burg Wildenstein (a fortified spur castle, around 800 years old, in the south of Germany, the south of the Black Forest, used as a youth hostel today). It’s the only access, more or less even ground with the parking. Innocuous, you might think.
Still fairly harmless from this view. A bridge. The castle is situated on the edge of a steep hillside. So this is really the only access.
This is what it looks from below. And directly below.
It was a unassailable obstacle. The castle walls were never breached.
There once was a young man from the Cape Who worked very hard to stay in shape. He kept in perpetual motion Running from ocean to ocean Ending after 56 k at the finishing tape.
A theme just down my alley (excuse the pun) but I take photos while on walks almost weekly. It’s when I stop being Elke and become Knicker Elastic, the name I use when I run (or walk) with the Hash House Harriers. It starts off … Continue reading Running/walking photographic commentary