


Yes, I’m going with a staple today: the sea. But if you live in the middle of a continent and you haven’t seen the sea for almost a decade you will be overwhelmed by it. I was – when we were in Cyprus this summer. … Continue reading A Vast Staple

If you ever were to drive through Saudi Arabia you’d wonder why all the mosques are adorned with green neon lights. Muhammad once stated that his favourite colour was green but I sincerely doubt that he was thinking of neon green. As somebody who lived in a desert he might have thought of natural greens: grass, trees, leaves, and the like. But neon green it is, even in the smallest towns.
We were in Wiesbaden today, minding our own business when we were interrupted by trumpeting noises which seemed to come from a bit of a distance.

The cranes were on their way south and we were directly in their flight path.

All of them trumpeting as if to warn anybody to get out of their way.

In reality they communicate amongst themselves, particularly among families: the parents lead their youngins who make the trip for the first time.

They can fly up to 2000 km non-stop. They fly from northern and north-eastern Europe to southern Europe and Africa where they spend their winters.

They came in several waves, some groups in classical v-formation, some in a broader pattern.
When living in South Africa, I was fascinated by fever trees. Some trees have very light barks that seem to glow with the right light but once you see a real fever tree you know that’s the real thing. In the bark of the fever tree photosynthesis takes place and that is why it is properly luminous.
There are of course no fever trees in Europe but these lit trees which were part of a light installation reminded me.
I have a special connection with underwear. Not only do I wear it (!) I often wear it on my sleeve or my chest or back. As one might expect from someone whose nickname is – Knicker Elastic, Knickers for short.


In case I might forget it or possibly repress it, I wear it on my fleece and on my mug, on various t-shirts and several necklasses.
When I first received the name I envisaged something at least slightly elegant, such as this
but in reality it is closer to this realistic stichery
Please take a second to appreciate the fact that this amazing piece of art was stiched by an Indian taylor in Saudi Arabia – the jacket hidden in the back of his store and he was very happy to finally get it out of his hands.
I have linked this wonderful song before but it’s the best thing about my handle: The Knicker Elastic King by Neil Innes and Eric Idle.
It’s thrilling to watch from the ground. I don’t even want to think about what it is in the plane. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Thrill
They look like blobs, hardly distinguishable as pawprints: But the same photo much smaller leaves no doubt: The opposite of making something larger to make it clearer. I wanted to use the following photo to show the same effect when I noticed something weird. Waht … Continue reading Snowy, Muddy and Sticky