like the sky above the river Rhine. Cornflower blue like the eyes of the women who drink wine.
Aino of Värikollaasit has asked for a colour collage with the most beautiful colour of a flower for mother’s day. It’s a difficult assignment. I chose cornflower blue but I’d change my mind every five minutes – so many beautiful colours and flowers to chose from.
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No, I don’t mean the grass and weed growing between the tracks here but rather the graffity on the tank wagon. It doesn’t read weed but rather points to a possible paraphernalia for the consumation: Ragtag Daily Prompt: Weed
On a short drive yesterday I found the local lake to be a talented artist dabbling in abstracts:
For Henry it’s a house with toy option. For me it’s an umbrella (which needs to dry after use).
Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Collapsible
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Seide is “silk” in German. Buch is “book” in German. Yet, Seidenbuch isn’t “book of silk”. It is the name of a little village in the Odenwald. Where – according to family lore – an ancestor of mine was born and grew and left to … Continue reading The place where beeches grow
Lars had always wanted to be a helicopter pilot, his squint wouldn’t stop him! But in the prevailing job market it was hard to find a job even doing his own cheerleading with pompoms, so to speak. In the end, he found a position with … Continue reading A short career
Flower of the Day and Floral Friday
Thursday Trios
Wordless Wednesday
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Terry Pratchett might not be the most romantic author but his approach suits me just fine. “I’d like to know if I could compare you to a summer’s day. Because – well, June 12th was quite nice.” (from Wyrd Sisters, and yes, it really was) … Continue reading One author, four quotes
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