Human behaviour is often simply disgraceful.
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Tag: #FOWC
Somebody Activate Me
I could have chosen one meaning for vegetate: to lead a passive existence without exertion of body or mind. My mind is in a sufficiently vegetative state today that I won’t even bother to try and find a photo to illustrate that meaning.
So I’m going with the second meaning: to grow in the manner of a plant. This wild mustard and even the shrubs in the back, and the trees are growing in the manner of plants. How else would they grow?
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Don’t Put Your Grandma on the Stage, Mrs Worthington
Some am-dram actors know how to play to the gallery. And shamelessly do so.
Apologies to Noel Coward for the title.
NB: This photo shows me so I didn’t take it, obviously.
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German Children’s Favourite Imp
is called Pumuckl. He comes from a long line of seafaring forebears but has for the time being settled in Munich in the workshop of a carpenter.
He has lived through various mediums over the last 60 years: children’s books, radio serialisaton, long playing records and music tapes, a tv series, a muscial, and now, apparently, crochet.
PS: In Germany it is has been judicially forbidden that parents name their child Pumuckl. Regardless of their hair colour.
PPS: Yes, I did crochet this doll and another one for two of our grandchildren.
And then Arnold Got Ready
and stormed off creating a fracas that reverberated in the whole flock.
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The Rampant One
is the lion on the coat of arms not the one holding the coat of arms.
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More than just Prickly
This jet fighter plane was photographed at the Technikmuseum in Speyer. I think it is a Russian MIG but I neglected to photograph the board with the name and specifications. If somebody knows better please let me know in the comments.
Anyhow, it has an impressive spike.
A Fixer Upper
The owner was destitute and couldn’t keep up with the upkeep of the house.
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A Second Meeting
There I was trying to photograph these blue flowers, a variety of plumbago, when an orangey brown thick something crossed my lens.
The thick moth was a hummingbird hawk-moth. I only ever saw one once before, at the time thinking I had spotted a hummingbird (which do not live in the wild in Europe). So this new chance encounter was very lucky. I had no time to adjust my shutter speed and just kept clicking.
Reviewing the photos on my bigger screen at home, I was very gratified to see that I had managed to capture at least a recognisable hawk-moth.
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