Floral Friday
Cold Trios
There was a short wintry spell last week. Just enough to build a trio of small snowmen.
And it was just cold enough to catch those three frost noses.
In a roundabout way
Thanks to Anita from RDP I learned a new word today: crepidate. Since it is a word describing a sound it is not surprising that I did not immediately have a photo at hand to respond. I am grateful for Anita’s explanation but I had to look the word up in other sources, switching from English to German and found that the German variant is mainly used in a medical context, i.e. the sound bones make after a break when the two surfaces rub against each other (ouch!!!). Then I found this on the English wikipedia site:
“Crepitation refers to situations where noises are produced by the rubbing of parts one against the other, as in:
- Crepitus, a crunching sensation felt in certain medical problems
- Rales or crackles, abnormal sounds heard over the lungs with a stethoscope
- A mechanism of sound production in grasshoppers during flight. Also called “wing snapping”.”
Grashoppers! That’s the route I wanted to take and although I was sure that I had a grashopper in my archive somewhere I couldn’t find one. Bummer.
So I went with the second definition: “Rales or crackles, abnormal sounds heard over the lungs with a stethoscope”.
Stethoscope I can do. This particular doctor might hear the crepitation in his own lungs, the way he carries it.

The Chicken Came First
and then the geese,
the Canada goose,
the stork,
and what I think is a spotted thick-knee (what a name!)
Cee’s Black & White Foto Challenge: Birds
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The Story of How We Got Fleeced
Our drinking group with a running problem has about 20 regular participants, about another 20 who turn up on and off and then there are the visitors from other parts of the world, or old timers who’ve moved away and come back for a drink or two. In about 2011 our then haberdasher decided we needed a new piece of attire, something for the cold winter months, and he came up with a blue fleece. It’s warm and even wards off rain if it doesn’t pour down too hard, and the colour is nice. The problem was that they were a) rather generously cut and b) that he only ordered L, XL and XXL. Also, he ordered 250 of them.

At first we sold them with the intent to make a small profit and I still have one from that first year, in L. Soon we started to sell them at cost to anyone who would have them. When some of us went to a meeting further afield meeting other runners, they would take a few of the fleeces along and try to flog them, which usually worked great provided the weather was bad enough and people came unprepared. Then we sold them cut-price as we ran into a storage problem. By now we only had XL and XXL left. And we gave them away as presents. I now have two more, both in XXL with my name embroidered in recognition for serving on the mismanagement team. On a winter’s day we almost look like an army, all in blue and all more or less one size because of their bulkiness.

Suprising Encounter
We had a few flakes of snow on Friday and Saturday morning, a few white roofs (proof of good house insulation) and that was it. But a mere 6km to the east of us as the crow flies (if that crow adds a few altitude meters) there was proper snow. And what is whiter than freshly fallen snow?
Then I came across this road sign, in the middle of the forest.
Which didn’t really prepare me for the home of the Vedic Cultural Club.
Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: The Colour White
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Backdrop and Stage Drapes
For some it is exhilarating when the proscenium curtain is lifted. They sparkle with a radiant energy on stage.
Until the final curtain comes down.
In memoriam N.P.
As Pretty as a Picture
A Monday Window for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge. This Monday I showed off the windows in the fences and walls of the zoo of Worms. The zoo is inclusive and these windows allow small children and visitors in wheelchairs to see into enclosures. This goat was particularly obliging and posed for me.
Not what You Expect
No winter wonderland.
Yet undeniably winter in the woods.


And then – another walker spotted.
But he is not alone.


Then the inevitable happens.
The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Woodland Winter
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