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!
“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.
I’ve been using a few photos lately from our visit to the National Glass Centre in Sunderland a few years back. The show work shop of the glass blowers has impressed me, it seems. They also hold workshops throughout the year for visitors to create their own glass projects.
In contrast, the work shop in the old farmhouse next door to us. It’s no longer in use but a few tools are still left about the place. I love looking over the wall at the implements and stones and all the old stuff still lying around and my husband and I dread the day they are going to tear the buildings down and start erecting an apartment house.