Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

Pebbles, not Rocks

Since I already posted about a proper storm or rather the aftermath of one called Lothar this week I am just sharing a view from our window yesterday. Not a real storm but a five minute long hailstorm. Luckily it was short and the pebbles were only small. Nothing to either write home about or keep in the fridge. I remember when a radio show host in Bavaria asked people if they had kept one of the golfball sized hailstones that pelted Munich in 1984, i.e. from 10 years earlier. He had hoped for one or two and the radio station was swamped with people coming by carrying cooler bags. That was before everyone had smartphones, of course. Today, people would just share their pictures online.

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Storm

Ducktails

Before taking photos I had never noticed that curlicue at the tail of male mallards. It is quite distinct and rather pretty, probably with no other function than impressing the female of the species.

These two were quite obliging in showing off the difference between the genders.

Close-up anyone?

And of course, there is no leaving out the pun.

DUCK!

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Duck