There are a number of reasons why nostalgia combines with snow in my mind. It always looks so clean and pristine when it is first fallen and gives even old buildings a new and shiny coat.
I always want to capture it very quickly because it lasts so seldom in our area. I often think if I don’t take a picture of it today it will be gone tomorrow.
This painted house, called the Hornbacher Steinhäusel, features children and dwarves and little animals searching for and then greeting St. Nicolas. The dwarves (or possibly gnomes or brownies) carry lanterns for the children to find their way in the dark woods.
The Oak of Momart was a 400 year old durmast oak, it had a height of 20 metres and a circumference of 4.90 metres. It was stabilised in the 1970s but sadly, in 2020 it finally toppled over.
Debbie’s One Word Sunday prompt is rock. I couldn’t stop at one.
And don’t think these are just close-up of pebbles. To put it in perspective here are a few people.;
When the weather is good and the rocks are dry and non-slippery, the Felsenmeer near Reichenbach im Odenwald is teeming with families clambering up the 1,200 m sea of rocks.
Less athletic types can walk on a winding road between the different sections. Btw: This path also contains access points for ambulance and rescue vehicles. Needed regularly, I’m told.
But that doesn’t seem to deter the masses.
This melody, as well as the accompanying text, is known by most German children. It’s sung on the day of St Nicolas when children are waiting for dark to fall and St Nicolas coming by and putting little presents in the prepared boots.
Let us all be cheery and bright and look forward to Nicolas' night. Merrily, merrily, ding ding dong! It's Nicolas' evening before too long.
It’s written on the picturesque house façade of this house in Hornbach:
This tree stands inside the castle ruin of Lindenfels. It is already old but the tree doctors are doing everything to keep it alive and have put in splints so that it doesn’t topple over. Burg Lindenfels was first mentioned in 1123 and thus has a really long past to look back to.
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Trumpeting to ages past.
Sometimes perspective is forced upon you as was the case here. This herald angel stands on the parapet above a large gate inside the wider courtyard of the castle Fürstenau – the only way to look is up.
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Revelling in the evening light, Burg Breuberg, a monument to times gone past: built in the era of the Hohenstaufen with large extensions during the Gothic and Renaissance periods.
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The Sea of Stones in the Lautertal is a magnificent natural wonder of the Odenwald. There is geological explanation and a mythical one about two giants hurtling stones at each other.
And just to make sure that you do not think I am showing you close-ups of some pebbles, let me add something for scale:
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