and if the room is a square, that’s okay, too. He might be spouting drivel but he is holding a glass of Pfälzer wine while he is pontificating on … well, drivel. And his friend approves.
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Tag: fountain
The Bear, not by Chekhov
Anton Chekhov’s The Bear was my first (and last) attempt at being the stage manager of a theatre production.
Monday Portrait
I’m a Fan of the Wurstmarkt Brunnen
During the first two weeks in September, Bad Dürkheim in the Palatium puts on the largest winefest in the world, the Wurstmarkt (literally: sausage market). It’s not a new festival, it has been around since 1417 – in 2017 it was celebrated for the 600th time! In comparison, the first Oktoberfest in Munich was only in 1810.
Most visitors to the fest arrive by train or tram and the first thing they see when they arrive is the Wurstmarkt fountain.
Water Play and Drying off
Last on the SD card in the camera: A fountain in the city of Mannheim.
Last on the SD card in the phone. – I was taking photos of old pictures in photo albums. I did crop this because I sent it to my son whom I wanted to tease and only kept the cropped version.
For Bushboy’s Last on the Card in August
Water My Blood
How can you not think of Hemingway?
Earth my body. Air my breath. Fire my will. Water my blood.
Small droplets
collecting in puddles and bowls
flowing into streams
and rivers
into larger rivers
and finally finding their way into the sea
reaching from shore to shore.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Water
