Värikollaasit #472
Tag: home
Home Is Where the Heart Is
When it started snowing one evening this January I looked out of the window and saw that our entry had been used for a reverse manoeuvre by a passing motorist leaving beautiful traces in the snow. I didn’t argue with the sentiment.
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It’s a dangerous business, going out of your door.
It might have been for Frodo or Bilbo but it wasn’t for me when I stepped out this afternoon.
That’s the furthest I can see without going further than 50 steps from our front door. In the distance in the West is the Palatium mountain range, in between are the cities of Mannheim and Ludwigshafen and the breadth of the Upper Rhine Valley, around 40km at this point.
A look to left, and a look to the right. The area used to be a mixture of residential buildings and farmsteads but today only a couple of farmers are left around us.
And finally I managed an inadvertent selfie (I’m the small orange blob in the mirror). The old wall belongs to our next door neighbour, the sandstone blocks are encircling our front yard.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Walk 50 Steps or Less
Discworld – How could I not?
Why do you go away? So that you can come back. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.
― Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky
“I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?”
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.”
― Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
I thought unicorns were more… Fluffy. –
Terry Pratchett, ‘Lords And Ladies’
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Quotes and Photos
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Two-castle-city
My hometown Weinheim is known by the epithet Zwei-Burgen-Stadt. The appearance of the two castles in the distance, one ancient and one fairly modern, with the adjoining and quarry was always a sign to me that I would be home soon.
Wachenburg to the left and Windeck to the right seen from the banks of the channelled arms of the Weschnitz, a small river flowing into the River Rhine about 30km to the east.
The Windeck is around 1000-years-old. It was built as a fortress to safeguard the assets of the Imperial Abbey of Lorsch.
The Wachenburg is only around a 100-years-old and was built and is still owned by a student corps.
The expansion of the quarry was finally stopped when a citizens’ group went to court and forced the closure of the enterprise. The twist in the tale is that around 1900 the whole hill (consisting of a relatively valuable form of porphyry) was sold to a community about 10km to the south in exchange of agricultural fields and hence, our town was more interested in preserving the hill with the Wachenburg on it than the quarry company who had plans to erase the whole hill. But sanity prevailed and since the operations have shut down nature is reclaiming the quarry with several species of animals rediscovered that had disappeared from the area (a large species of owl amongst them).
We are so proud of our two castles that we even sell a cookie cutter in the shape of the silhouette.
For One Word Sunday: home. Have a look what other bloggers consider their home.
Home is where the heart is
Believe it or not – this was my playground when I grew up. No, I’m not of noble descent – our house was on the other side of the wall in the old part of town. One of the weirder influences this had on me is that I associate peacocks with a fuzzy, snug, and warm feeling. I remember that visitors staying overnight with my parents usually came to breakfast with a harrowed look on their faces and “What was THAT noise last night??!” on their lips. But to this day the shrill sound of a peacock’s call says “home” to me.
for Jennifer Nichole Wells’ One Word Photo Challenge: HOME
https://jennifernicholewells.com/2017/07/30/this-weeks-challenges-july-30-august-5-owpc-ww/
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