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Tag: #Cellpic Sunday
Tic Tac Toe
Somebody has been playing tic tac toe.
Maybe they were ad libbing or maybe they took their lead from this sign on an office building:
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Here Be Dragons
A front yard find. Cellpic Sunday
Horror Vacui
By now you might have noticed that my cellpics are less about photographic prowess but about curiosities. This arrived in the mail yesterday:
What is it? Freeze dried meat? Vacumed for later consumption?
Reveal: These are twelve little Christmas hats which I ordered for holiday decorations.
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Leftovers
I was passing a house the other day and I thought: “Flamingoes in the Garden. Kind of rococo but it adds colour in autumn! Also kind of cute.” And then I had a closer look. Oh my! Cellpic Sunday
Frankenstein’s Heirs Live Here
I was at Castle Frankenstein near Darmstadt a few weeks back. Whether it is really part of Mary Shelley’s creation is debatable but it is a great place to go visiting. The views from high up are spectacular. And when I turned round I could … Continue reading Frankenstein’s Heirs Live Here
My Relaxation Therapy
I visited with a friend yesterday and was confronted with this: Mama did not approve: And little miss was gracious enough to pose properly: Cellpic Sunday
Gathering Signs
I don’t often use my mobile phone to take pics. It’s a fall back if i don’t have my camera handy. But for one of my sub-hobbies it’s always there. I collect car licence plates. German plate may make words. On Friday I spotted the stuff my nightmares were made off (at least in times gone by):
But today – it’s mafy
MAFY mushkila, that is (mafi muskila means “no problem” in Arabic).
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Kilometre 8888
A bit more than 4 years ago I met a new friend: Wynona Rider who since then has been my trusted steed. This week on Thursday we made it to 8888 shared kilometres on the road. I thought I show you the exact spot where … Continue reading Kilometre 8888
The Town Council Was Fed up
The underpass started out like most underpasses: Grey, naked, and boring. Then sprayers took over. Some stuff was good, some wasn’t. Then taggers started to spray over it and pretty soon it looked like many underpasses do: a filthy mess. The town council decided to … Continue reading The Town Council Was Fed up
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