Not with a blackbird but with a black bird.
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Author: eklastic
Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.
Letters and numbers
The letter S. I could not find out what it has to do with “Taunus” (a region in middle Germany) underneath.
Tempo limits written directly on the street, 20 being a low number so that pedestrians are safe and can look at the pretty houses.
The old orangery in the Günthersburg park in Frankfurt is a leftover from times gone by. Today it is a park with a wonderful playground at its centre.
Linked to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: letters and numbers.
Playing can be hard work
Here we go.
The direction is up.
Hold on tight.
Small hands and thick poles.
A breather before the summit.
Heave ho!
Made it!
For One Word Sunday. The prompt is: climb. For more climbers, click here.
“Two souls, at least, reside within my breast!”
The (almost) accurate quote from Goethe’s Faust describes it best. There is this side of me, enamored by the rolling hills of the Odenwald,
and then there is the other side, that loves the excitement of the city of Frankfurt with its highrise buildings and modern side of living.
And this is the compromise, I guess. A view from one side of the Upper Rhine valley, where I live, all the way across to the hills of the Palatinate (Pfalz), with the twin cities of Mannheim and Ludwigshafen on either side of the Rhine in between. The distance from the Odenwald to the other side is about 50 kilometres at this point.
This is linked to A Photo a Week: View.
It’s a small world
“A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.”
Diane Arbus
Linked to Travel with Intent. For more photos inspired by the Diane Arbus quote click here.
Banana mania – sculpture in rust and light
A rusty sculpture at this winter’s light display at the Luisenpark in Mannheim.
For more banana mania coloured photos click here.
Threesomes
Three items or the number three, is what Cee wants this week. I only found a boring, plain #3, nothing at all fancy.
A shoot in the forest, its leaves a perfect threesome.
Three matrons, a relief found in on the site of a Roman villa in Germany.
The three parts that make up the coat of arms of Weinheim: the lion of the Palatium, the blue and white diamonds of Bavaria, and the red “wine ladder” of the town of Weinheim in Baden-Württemberg, Germany.
Even older, the three arches of the Karolingian Hall of the Kloster Lorsch, a UNESCO world heritage site, it dates back to the 9th century A.D.
No idea what the three scythes are supposed to symbolise, whether it is three forms of death that await the passerby or the hint that the grass needs to be mowed on the roundabout where they stand.
Three nightlife flamingoes, part of the illumination in one of Mannheim’s parks.
And I end with more birds, a threesome that is more of a story – look at those faces and think what has just happened and what is about to happen…
This is linked to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: three items or the number three.
The sign of the times
I don’t know what was better – the individual attention to each garment (for those that could afford it) or our mass produced wares (but available for the masses). In any case, a lot of our fashion of yesterday ends up here:
It is probably the better option compared to simply throwing used clothes and shoes in the garbage although there are issues with this kind of recycling, too. If I can I rather pass on my no longer used fashion items to an organisation where I know they will be worn in Germany and don’t end up destroying indigenous industries in third world countries. Or I wear them until they fall apart and end up as cleaning rags.
This is linked to One Word Sunday: fashion.
Poppies
My attempt to change part of my lawn into a flower meadow hasn’t been all that successful. No poppies to be seen. So I enjoyed the display of poppies on the kerb of the road in a neighbouring town, and not just read ones.
And there is always next year for my garden.
This is linked to A Photo a Week: flower.
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