I’ve been waiting for a prompt like this like forever!
Free Willy.
I’ve shown this particular willy before but not from directly underneath. These little bare bottom figures were not that uncommon in the middle ages. Just think of the Catalan cagagners. And at the Cologne town hall there is actually one that sticks his head between his legs and …
When driving into the town of Forchheim in Franken we found a parking space near this colourful sculpture. It’s called “Talking to the Sky” by Belgian artist Arne Quinze. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Entangle
“The whole business with the fossilized dinosaur skeletons was a joke the paleontologists haven‘t seen yet.” ― Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch
That’s me (second row, serious expression) at my confirmation. I was a bit of a rebel which you can’t see in the photo because I defied the “black and white only” as I wore a dark blue skirt and blouson. The mini skirt was de rigeur (the girls wearing pant suits only did so because their mothers wouldn’t allow knees showing). Some of us joined the church youth group in the year to come and we were all very keen because of a charismatic young minister. We met every Friday, and I’ve just been reminded this week that I learned how to drink beer out of a boot shaped glass because we often used to go to pub afterwards. Three of the group became ministers themselves in later years and I considered this career for awhile. Then I grew up.
In the 12th century, when Barbarossa was the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire he built a Palace in Kaiserslautern. He had eleven children from his second marriage, and at least one illegitimate daughter. But the people of Kaiserslautern know better: he had many, many illegitimate children and he passed on his red beard to all his male descendants. To this day, the men of Kaiserslautern check for red strands in their beards – a sure sign that they are the progeny of the great emperor.
No need to mention that my husband is a native of Kaiserslautern and yes, before it turned white he had a fair share of red hairs in his beard. No need to mention but I did anyway.
Those windows remined me of the origins of the city centre of Johannesburg in South Africa. When you look at the map you can see that there is wriggle in the otherwise straight grid of streets. Apparently the city centre was built from two opposing sides. On one side, a German engineer planned the streets and had it built. On the other side, an English engineer did the same. When they met they realised that metric and imperial measurements didn’t quite align. What possibly had started out as a decimal point difference had turned into a few metres or yards.