Two kinds of flying. One is a method from the present, one a method from the past. I wonder what the future holds?
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Author: eklastic
Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.
I Wouldn’t Send a Dog out in that Weather
And I stay at home as well. This is what I see when I look out of the window.
It hasn’t been raining for the last few days (although it looks like it could start any moment now) and I realised I have hardly rainy pictures on my files. This is one of the few rainy shots I found.
Cold Surfing
In Munich, the intrepid surfers had a different idea. They surf on a permanently standing wave in the Eisbach, a part of the river Isar, in the middle of town:
Monster Mash
The Monster is mashing up One of the Four.
One of the Four is in this case not one of the four riders of the apocalypse but one of four skeletons which will help me with Tourmaline’s annual Halloween challenge.
Run-up to Halloween. Second day of October. Monster.
Bright Square
Our old town hall was shining in bright colours last year (that was the consolation replacement for the cancelled Christmas market). Past centuries looking on our recent past.
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Spiced up Pumpkin
Another daily challenge for October – Tourmaline’s annual Halloween challenge. I’ve tried to do all the prompts with four friends I’ve picked up in a 1 Euro store (all four for 1 Euro) but it didn’t quite work out. However, they will feature in quite a few of the photos. Today is the first day of the challenge and the prompt is pumpkin.
Run-up to Halloween. First day of October. Pumpkin.
Isn’t It Romantic?
Waldeinsamkeit is a German romantic concept, usually explained as “solitude in a forest”. The poem in this hut, which is dedicated to a former head forester, quotes all the clichés of the romantics’ conception of forest versus town.
It translates (more or less) like this: If you feel too crowded in the town, and too distressed at home, then leave the pressing throng behind and escape into the quiet woods. Allow yourself to settle down here. Calmness and woodland solitude creates peace, and unites once again what keeps the wicked world apart.
But still has another meaning and I wouldn’t be true to myself if I wouldn’t add this:
Is it still there?
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