After a hard day watching birds in the garden.
Linked to the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Exhausted.
Author: eklastic
Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.
It’s an uphill battle
One of our running groups trails last year. If you are wondering why there are different people going up to people coming up it’s because I was somewhere in the middle. I could take shots of the front runners from below and of the stragglers from above. And the victorious four where in the middle.
Linked to A Photo a Week: Action in series.
A bristle animal = ein Borstentier
When these:
are made into these:
you realise why in Germans also call pigs “bristle animals“.
Linked to the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Bristle.
Tethered together
“Marriage is like a cage; one sees the birds outside desperate to get in, and those inside equally desperate to get out.”
Michel de Montaigne
Linked to Travel with Intent. More photos inspired by the quote by Michel de Montaigne (who by the way was married but little is known about his marriage) are linked here.
Karneval 2018
A sad clown? Or just a tired clown after clowning all day in the streets during carnival times?
A sad clown? Or a clown who makes people sad? (and angry)
Linked to the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Clown.
And he whispered sweet nothings in her ear
When he approached, Gertie tried to ignore Samson as he had the reputation of being a rogue. But he was friendly and gentle, almost timid. Then he started to talk, paid her compliments and best of all, he made her laugh: “That’s no bull at all, no bull at all…”
Linked to the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Bully.
Coal for heating
I know it’s not quite charcoal but the mind sometimes goes where it will.
When coal and oil was still delivered to households:
Well, it still is depending on your heating system. But when I was little we got coal. The truck would drive up and dump a huge pile of coal in front of the house and then one had to shovel it in the coal cellar through these kinds of flap windows:
Linked to the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Charcoal.
Up, up and away!
Look up! Look to the skies!
Spirits of the skies? Possibly. In Düsseldorf they even have a street named after them:
Linked to the Cosmic Photo Challenge: Look to the skies.
I’m a fan of pigs
Whether it’s the real pig,
the art imitates life pig,
or the anything goes pig (sorry, no picture of “Pigs in Space”).
I’ve never understood why butchers love to feature happy little pigs looking forward to end their lives as sausages on their signs.
But they are all Very Important Pigs, it seems.
For I’m a fan of … #77. More fanatical posts are linked here.
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