An object: an inkwell.
A Viennese author: h.c. artmann.
A cycle of poems: med ana schwoazzn dintn = with a black kind of ink.
A self-conception: he understood his language as an erogenous zone.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Erogenous
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Amassed Flowers
I’ve never heard the term conglomerate being used for a flower meadow but it is one with this definition: a thing consisting of a number of different and distinct parts or items that are grouped together.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Conglomerate
Let’s Hope It Won’t Rain
In the early 1980s the site of a Roman villa was discovered near our town. The foundations were excavated and then enlarged so that visitors would have more of an understanding of the layout of this villa rustica. The foundations were only augmented and some of the walls were built up to less than half their original height. The photo shows an outside wall with half a window in it, just to give the impression of what it kind of looked like in around 300 AD.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Incomplete
It’s the View
I’ve featured this window before. I took the photo when visiting a friend and I heartily envy her this nook. The view is directly onto the lighthouse of Roker Beach in Sunderland. I ordinarily don’t eat breakfast and as I’ve often said: “I don’t do sunrises” but with this window seat I would change my routine just for the pleasure of sitting there and gazing out over the waves.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Window
Like Water off a Rook’s Back
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Waterproof
He is fetching the ball and his coat is fetching
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Fetch
We Were Watching It Burn
On a walk last year, we were on a bridge and we saw these great billows of smoke in the distance. Without the zoom on my camera we couldn’t clearly make out what was burning. It turned out to be this boat which was literally ablaze.
I posted the photo on social media and met haters who questioned my morality posting this, accused me of being a gawker and even of obstructing rescue efforts. I had to post the photo below to show how far we were away and I found newspaper articles to show that nobody was hurt.
What do you think? Should I have walked away and not taken any pictures? At the time, I really didn’t think anybody was in danger (and nobody was).
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Burn
High Vantage Point
Used to be, roofs didn’t have ornaments but practical structures (discounting churches and the like). This metal contraption was to help storks to build a nest on the ancient tower. It has not been in use for many years as the storks have decided to roost rather closer to the meadows and fields where frogs and mice can be found.
When decorative turrets for ordinary houses came in fashion, they were mostly modelled on the cockerels of old. These days they are often made of terracotta and not metal as of old.
And then the little guys in nightgowns showed up. At first, I just noticed sleep walkers but they soon had different poses, they were jumping and cheering or just sitting and contemplating the world.
Lately, I’ve seen horses and – dragons! I love the dragons.
There is always the natural option, I supposed, in black or white.
Or black and white and red.
And there is the combination of natural and terracotta if you can’t make up your mind:
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: On the roof
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