There are strange looking faces decorating the capstones of various gateways of the Mannheim Palace. This one got my particular attention. What has the old biddy so embarrassed that she is biting her lip so desperately?
Not mine, I’m afraid. But I have a husband, I have two sons, and I’m German. So along the way I picked up some knowledge about German if not much of the enthusiasm that others feel.
Five matches were played in Kaiserslautern (my husband’s hometown) when Germany hosted the World Cup in 2006. In a square near the train station there are ten statues of players from all the teams that played in K’town (that’s what the US soldiers stationed nearby call it). They are slightly larger than life and I think made of papier mâché judging by the yellow-green moss growing on them.
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While I do not share this escape route I acknowledge that for many people all over the world it is the perfect escapism.
Technically these pictures were not taken in summer. But “summer’s day” is celebrated each year on Laetare Sunday, i.e. three weeks before Easter. After a spring parade through town a large snowman is burnt to represent the end of winter.
In years gone by the snowman was burnt in the town square. For years, the fire fighters have argued that this is not safe with so many people in the square, close to the burning effigy. Covid gave them the ammunition they needed and now the burning takes place in the gardens of the local castle. This picture is from ten years ago:
I could have chosen one meaning for vegetate: to lead a passive existence without exertion of body or mind. My mind is in a sufficiently vegetative state today that I won’t even bother to try and find a photo to illustrate that meaning.
So I’m going with the second meaning: to grow in the manner of a plant. This wild mustard and even the shrubs in the back, and the trees are growing in the manner of plants. How else would they grow?
We’ve had it far too warm for the last few weeks. On Friday evening we could sit outside in t-shirts and it was balmy, like a proper summer evening. We were warned that the weather would change this weekend and I’ve seen on the news there was snow in the north east (about 750km distance) but we had this view on our Sunday stroll and I was wearing a long-sleeved tee. If you told me it was early September or even spring – I would have believed you.