is such a beautiful, warm material. Just made to create charming, soothing sculptures to decorate front yards. NO SHIT! Ragtag Daily Prompt: Terracotta
is such a beautiful, warm material. Just made to create charming, soothing sculptures to decorate front yards. NO SHIT! Ragtag Daily Prompt: Terracotta
Snow is nice. Definitely nicer to play with and in it. But for white magic nothing can beat hoarfrost. In our area we often have no frost at all but less than three kilometres up (sic!) the road and the trees are clad in white. I’m a … Continue reading I’m a Fan of Hoarfrost
Today and yesterday the weather has been clear and cold. Cellpic Sunday
All the time when I grew up the Wachenburg looked down on the town with a muted, reddish brown roof. I don’t know when the tiles were renewed – I don’t have any photos of the brownish tiles – but one day it was bright red. The … Continue reading Vamped Up
In a part of the woods around here somebody created a Wichtelweg, a path next to which Wichtel, imps or gnomes live. I don’t know if it ever had any official blessings but the word spread amongst parents of small children who liked to go for … Continue reading No Home Owners Association Yet
FOWC with Fandango: Pollution
Cleanliness amounts to beauty in a house. Hospitality amounts to honour in a house. Godliness amounts to blessings for a house. Contentment amounts to happiness in a house. If the above verse is true, than this owl has truly procured happiness: Double dipping for FOWC … Continue reading How to Procure Contentment
The playground on Herschelplatz in Mannheim is surrounded by traffic. Rather than protecting the playing children with a boring old railing they put up waves. Monochrome Madness: Some Things from a City
Stretching an literally far-reaching The common kestrel has a wide-ranging hunting ground, individually as well as a species. The Swiss Alps always offer panoramic views, this one from the Berner Oberland. Ladenburg, the Neckar, the Odenwald – a scenic combination. Thursday Special – January 2024

The Rodensteiner was a knight who lived on his castle, Burg Rodenstein in the Odenwald. He killed his wife and unborn child by accident when he wanted to go off to a petty war against his neighbour. Since then he has been cursed to ride with his cohort on stormy nights to warn people of approaching war.
I’m not going to investigate!
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Black Hole
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