
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Antimacassar

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Antimacassar
even when there is still something in it.
And then there is empty bottles.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Bottle
The people living in the Rheinland, the area on both sides of the middle section of the river Rhine, are said to be jolly, fun-loving, and generally full of joie de vivre. In Koblenz they have a sculpture of two people illustrating a well-known verse of a regional writer who wrote hunourous poems.
The market-woman to the officer: "Believe me I'm patient but My husband has been peed on by our neighbour's mutt."
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Jocularity.

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Parched
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Plume





My husband and I are part of a non-competitive running group. Running is not forbidden, indeed it is encouraged, yet competition is heavily penalised. Competitive running is punished by publicly having to drink a few sips of beer (or any another beverage of one’s choice). Draconic measures!
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Competition
“Jeder grüne Baum ist trotz allem wertvoller als einem (sic) der aus Gold und Silber wäre.”
Martin Luther
“For all that every green tree is more precious than one that were made of gold and silver.”
Living on the slopes of the Odenwald, and looking across the Rhine Valley to the Pfälzer Wald (“Wald” meaning forest in German), woods are close to my heart.
The Odenwald consists of mixed forests but beech is predominant in our area. And it is glorious at this time of year, the leaves all new and fresh and bright green.



