Thursday’s Special: Pick a Word
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Five from the Rhein Neckar Metropolitan Area
The quintessential mother and baby swimming in the river Neckar. A multifarious sports' mural is brightening up a residential area in Mannheim. Itinerant workers are needed to bring in the harvest of strawberries and asparagus of the Rhine valley. The shoreline is mirrorred in the water of the Weinheimer Waidsee. Portuguese dancers are showing of their ethnic costume at the Weinheim spring festival.
Thursday’s Special: Pick a Word.
Gallimaufray on Thursday
So far I’ve only used “gallimaufry” (a chance find in a dictionary) as a title for a few of the Sunday colour collages for Aino’s Värikollaasit but now that I have actually heard it used in a Dr Who episode (in one of the first episodes with Peter Capaldi as the Doctor – I’m a bit behind in watching) I will use it more often for any hodgepodge collection for which I can’t find a unifying title.
a marsh willowherb
(a ramshackle) shack
a scarlet ibis
Since the scarlet ibis was hiding a bit, here is a hadeda ibis with its stately gait and glossy colours.
Those two are best of friends, not related but looking it. A symbiotic relationship that is great to watch.
I managed five out five for Paula’s Thursday Special: Pick a Word in October. Find more stately shacks symbiotic with scarlet marshes here.
Another fiver
An ursine silhouette inviting you to sleep in his den.
Apples fall earthward. Newton noticed. Hence we call it Fallobst in German.
Two coeval generations waiting to cross the street.
I don’t know if the sculpture should communicate bliss but it certainly looks connubial.
Adorn yourself according to who you are.
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Three for five
A bight of a lake with refulgent water and two splendid headless birds. (I have no idea whether I used the two words properly.)
A polychromatic piece of art, waiting to be put up, showing colour nuances from light to dark.
I just had to answer Paula’s polychromatic cow with this bichrome one.
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Pick a word
Participants in the spring parade are resplendent in traditional Portuguese costumes.
Is it the wine or the name that is alluring?
A forest plagued by giant ants.
Strictly speaking, not a copycat but a copier cat. We found the cat when we looked in the box the copier came in.
Timeworn wooden clogs.
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Two spas, more water and more to drink, and a tree
Taking the waters in Mariánské Lázně (formerly Marienbad) used to be very fashionable in times gone by. In this case the waters of the Cross Spring, the most famous spring in the Czech town. A huge pavilion with a cupola bearing a patriarchal cross was built over the spring in the early 19th century. Today’s concrete building is a copy from hundred years later of the original wooden structure – detox.
Bad Homburg vor der Höhe near Frankfurt in Germany was also known for its mineral springs and has a tradition as a spa. The White Tower is part of the castle, here showing up at dusk behind the modern day traffic – crepuscular.
More water (if not the mineral kind) but also close to sunset with the sea at the mouth of the Wear in Sunderland sparkling like diamonds – scintillating.
In Sunderland we visited a friend who we first met in Saudi and who taught us to decode these signs – coded.
And now for something completely different as I can’t find a connection here – lofty.
A Thursday’s Special – pick a word (in January). You can find more photos illustrating lofty, coded, scintillating, crepuscular, and detox here.
Best of five
I decided to pick only three of the five colours in Paula’s Thursday Special: Pick a Word – golden, pale pink, and maroon.
I still have so many photos of not yet fallen fall leaves and I thought this was as good an opportunity as any to display them.
More colourful photos can be found here.
I’m not biching about the subject
Bitche, the French town has been in frontier country for many centuries. It is situated in Lorraine, in an area that has changed hands between French and German rule many times. The old people still speak a German dialect but since 1918 the area is French and the youngsters speak French for the most part, even at home. But some things last – like the tradition of celebrating “Hexenacht” (Witches’ Night or Walpurgis Night), the night from 30 April to 1 May, when witches are said to gather and celebrate. In the area, youngsters used to roam the streets and were up to a lot of mischief. Today, it is often celebrated with parties, dancing, and feasting.
Bitche is dominated by the citadel built in the 17th century by the French and is today still a monument to the fact that the town was always contested between the two countries. The massive blocks of the fortification are ever so slightly tapered towards the top.
The arrow slits in the walls are narrow apertures to allow a bowman to shoot through while being protected by the thick walls.
These triplets are dwarved by the citadel yet are big, strong trees if considered separately.
While I have no photo to illustrate gushing, I certainly have been gushing about a town which to English ears carries an unusual name: Bitche.
These photos were taken almost four years ago – just before I changed cameras as there was a spot looking like a water droplet almost in the middle which could not be fixed.
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