There is scientific evidence that the diversity in human faces came about as an evolutionary advantage.
No Two Faces Look Alike
Tag: #Ragtag Daily Prompt
Hurra! Hurra! Der Kobold mit dem roten Haar!
This Kobold is known to children in Germany since the 1960s. His name is Pumuckl and he lives with a carpenter in Munich. He first appeared in a successful children’s radio series in the early sixites, and shortly thereafter there were books about him. He became a lot more famous with his own tv series in the 1980s – it was filmed with live actors and Pumuckl was drawn in as a cartoon and voiced by a famous German actor, Hans Clarin. Many famous German actors appeared in the series and the series has aged well.
He even has an English wikipedia entry: Meister Eder und sein Pumuckl
I crocheted this a few years back for our grandson. And here is a mural – Pumuckl loves to turn up at playgrounds:
The Most Gracious Goddess
Amongst the Greek gods, Hestia seems to be the most gracious to me. Sister of Zeus and the firstborn of the Olympians, she had few temples of her own yet she was worshipped by all. She never pushed herself to the fore. She guarded the house and hearth and never letting the fire go out was a way of paying homage to her – thus being more present in the life of every Greek than the more high and mighty members of her family.
This photo of her is a sculpture on top of the rotunda of Biebrich Palace in Wiesbaden – one of twelve statues that look down on the River Rhine.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Gracious
Finishing Touches to a Romance
We were walking through the woods when we came across this wedding in the making.
What a setting!
Promises, Promises
When I tell you that I’m going to fix the patio I will do it … one of these days.
Lady in the Black
What’s the smarmiest character you can think of in literature? Think Dickens, think Uriah Heep.
In 2010 I went to a concert of Uriah Heep. It was loud, it was crowded, the music was smashing! Smart phones weren’t that good yet and to be honest, I felt so great I couldn’t be bothered.
The event was part of Ober-Ramstadt’s 700th anniversary festivities. O-Ramstadt is a town with about 18,000 inhabitants in the Darmstadt region.
The other memorable event of the night was that nobody had foreseen that many people had arrived with public transport and the last bus had left a while before the music ended. There was a fairly large group of people who stood around the bus stop and it was agreed to share taxis to get home. The taxi company told us they would send the first one in about two hours time, this was before Uber, naturally. I don’t know what most people did, possibly sleep in the streets (bars and pubs are closed after midnight in a respectable little town like that). A group of about 15 or so decided to walk home. The friend which whom I was there had left early because she felt poorly (not related to the music).
So there I was, with 15 people whom I had never met before, aged from about 16 to well over 60 – after all: Uriah Heep! – walking through the pitch black forest towards our various villages. We took turns using our phones to light the way. It was glorious! Up until the last 4kms or so because by that time everybody else had found their own village and had presumably found their own bed. My luck that I lived the furthest away. I arrived home about three hours after the concert had ended, with blisters on my feet and chafing on my upper thighs, still tingling and exhilarated.
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