“Gulch” must have been one of the first words I learned in English (I probably pronounced it “goolsh” and had no idea what it meant). It came up quite often as a place name in one of my favourite cartoons.
The Daltons – the arch enemies of Lucky Luke – tried their luck in Killer Gulch, in Paradise Gulch, in Bottleneck Gulch, in Tortilla Gulch, and others.
If I remember correctly, Lucky Luke has grown up in Nothing Gulch.
The fairground came to Michelstadt in the Odenwald. The event is known as the “bees’ market” and it ends with a bee exhibition and the auctioning off bee colonies and beekeeper paraphernalia.- The fairground attractions are usually garish in colour, bright and shiny but this rather old-fashioned swing-carousel is doing it in pastels.
Cee’s Midweek Madness: June Pale Colour
Wordless Wednesday
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“There’s one thing you can say for air pollution, you get utterly amazing sunrises.”
Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman – Good Omens
And I guess that goes for sunsets, too.
This is for Paula’s new challenge: Words of Wisdom. Find a quote and illustrate it with a fitting photo. Why not join her?
While a child latched on a leg might be cumbersome, this naked statue doesn’t seem encumbered by the child nor by any clothes or a longing for decency. Even so, the sculpture is called “The threatened one” (Der Bedrohte) and I’m wondering …
The last tobacco grower in our area gave up in 2010. Many of the barns in which the tobacco leaves were dried can still be seen. Because they have open wooden walls they cannot be used for anything else as they stand. So while they are not really abandoned, they are empty and vacated.
Often the structures below the drying areas are still in use, for storage and the like.
Not a tobacco barn but still a barn that is no longer in use. It has started to look abandoned even though it is attached to a kind of grange.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Abandoned Buildings Barns
After a long climb, if you’re the first to reach the top!
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Now I know that cattail really means something else, and this is rather a cat’s tail, but how could I not?
When I last visited the sculpture of Reineke Fuchs, he had ears. A bit large for fox ears but definitely ears. A local guide told us that the ears had been ripped off a number of times and everytime they were fixed they were a bit bigger than before.
This photo is from yesterday. It’s apparent that ear breakers have been at it again. For the life of me, I don’t know what motivates somebody to such vandalism.
