I maybe doing this minikin a gross disfavour calling her a leftover. It is a very misogynist term in German for an old maid or a spinster. She looks the cliché. She also disappeared in that hole in the middle seconds after this photo. Unretrievable. … Continue reading I actually feel sorry for her
The hairy stuff that looks pretty when maize is growing (and can be annoying when you try to eat the kernels off the cob) are of course, called silks. And while I’m here let me introduce you to Taffeta, Chiffon and Organzah: Ragtag Daily Prompt: … Continue reading The girl band with silken voices
Wordless Wednesday
From Pyrenees to Pennines is Margaret’s blog and she has set the theme for today: Walls. If you have some monochrome photos you’d like to share you can link directly to Margaret’s site or to Leanne’s blog: Monochrome Madness. Some walls are more famous than others. … Continue reading Stonewalled
A stuck-up vegetable styled itself as a Brussel sprout,
And claimed to be Belgian - but there was some doubt.
When challenged it shouted: “So you think I’m German?
Tarnation, you turnip, just call me Hermann.
I cannot deny it: YES! I am a Kraut.”
Disclaimer: For my protection I like to emphasise the featured vegetable is not the sprout in question but a bunch of kohlrabi.
Laugh Along with a Limerick: Sprout
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And from Virginia, supposedly! FOWC with Fandango: Creep
Being an inn with a deep heritage doesn’t mean you have to have beautiful windows.
The Apfelweinwirtschaft Buchscheer (the name is an old name for pasture) is located in Frankfurt Sachsenhausen near the tram and train station Luisa. It’s a traditional inn where one is not able to order a beer, they only serve Ebbelwoi (the German kind of cider). It has a lovely outside sitting area under large trees and the inside is charmingly old but the window are … well, decidedly plain.
The inn Schmärrnche in Frankfurt Bornheim has a similiar long history to look back on. The windows are not particulary elaborate either but at least they tried with the trompe l’oeil sandstone frames.
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While taking pictures of almond blossoms that have erupted (that’s what it feels like) during the last week I noticed that the trees were buzzing with honey bees and bumble bees. Then I noticed a shadow overhead and I saw a stork flying west. A … Continue reading Not just flora
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