You don’t know what you’ve been missing

I don’t think we miss colour in winter quite as much as people used to because they were more limited without artificial dyes and the like, e.g. I wear a bright yellow anorak in winter (I want to be seen on the road!). There are plastic toys and boxes etc. in our house. We can buy flowers and fruits all year round. There is tv and outside there are large billboards, often in glaring colours. Winter is not as grey as it used to be.

But then the first trees start blooming in soft pinks and whites, the first crocusses appear, and dandelions, specks of yellow and blue and then all of a sudden the riot of tulips start and looking at them one realises: I have been missing colour in my life.

On sunny days, there are almost more people than flowers in this botanical garden.

Friday Fun: Colours

And then it began

The fountain at the Geschwister-Scholl-Platz in Munich

is situated right in front of the Ludwig-Maximilians-Universität where I registered many years ago to study dramatic art and German language and literature. I remember diving into this fountain one summer night as part of a stunt to get our group elected to the ASTA (the student council). It worked, btw.

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Registration

Ice, Ice, Baby

I drove past one of the orchards in the area yesterday morning and was greeted with winter wonderland. We had bright, freezing cold nights these past days and the fruit growers used frost protection irrigation to protect the shoots and blooms on the apple and peach trees.

The fifteenth #BrightSquare

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What’s in a Name?

“That which we call a nose by any other word would still smell.”

Excuse the pun. The original quote is, of course, from Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet:

“That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.”

As a transition, another rose capable of smelling:

and the real thing:

Go to Travel with Intent for more posts inspired by the Shakespeare quote.

Is it a Bird? Is it a Plane? No, it’s a hawk moth!

The first time I saw this incredible insect I thought it was a hummingbird. Yet – there are no hummingbirds in Europe! I was dumbfounded.

Luckily, I had a knowledgeable friend with me who explained about the hawk moth to me, a hummingbird hawk moth in this case so I wasn’t too far off and not alone in my mistake. It’s not a very common moth but not that rare either and I was delighted that I managed a few shots of the insect while it was feeding.

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Insect