Posted as part of Six Word Saturday.
Author: eklastic
Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.
“Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.”
Orson Wells (above) said it beautifully.
Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge is asking about things found in a kitchen. In mine, it’s mainly food. Other people’s choice can be seen here.
Experiencing, recognising, learning
The experiment is called “school” or even “life” – these are primary school kids with a welcoming song for the new kids on their first day of school ever.
This post is for The Daily Post Photo Challenge with the topic experimental. More entries can be found here.
What purple dreams may come
I found this fun guy in a pedestrian underpass in Lüneburg, Germany. He was the only worthwhile creature on an ugly, smeared wall full of tags and badly written slogans.
A bit later I met him again, this time on a distribution box. I’m sure if I had had more time to spend I would have seen him even more often.
From the same town a simple quote – “Let your dreams outlast the night.” As long as they are not nightmares …
This is for Monday Murals.
Painted stork
With a name like that (painted stork, aka: Buntstorch) it was only a matter of time that he turned up in a colour collage.
More värikollaasi with these colours can be found here.
What a dummy!
That’s the dummy tree in the Luisenpark in Mannheim, Germany. No, it doesn’t grow dummies but children who are ready to give up their comforting friend can hang it in its branches.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge alphabet has reached the Letter M – Needs to have 2 M’s anywhere in the word.
More can be found here.
When you wish upon a star II
Not just wishing upon a star but this particular star. It was a gift from someone special and sometimes I wish I could go back.
One Word Sunday was asking for wish. For other bloggers’ wishes click here.
When you wish upon a star I
Who said linoleum had to be on the floor?
The word for the One Word Photo Challenge this week is: Linoleum. Here –> are more.
Once a year
No, I don’t mean the traces of the River Rhine in the distance, nor the town of Rüdesheim on its banks, nor the strange totem poles, nor even the old monastery in front of which this guy was kneeling. It’s his back – with the locations of all the German national HHH meetings since 1989 on his shirt. Good times!
This is posted as part of the Thursday Special Traces of the Past, by Lost in Translation.
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