I was never a girlie girl and could probably be classed as a tomboy. Except when I visited my father in his office when I still little. Then I fantasized to be a princess. Who could blame me if he worked in such a wonderful … Continue reading Fantasy Is a Mirror
I passed our local townhall earlier today. Since we live only a couple of hundred meters down the road from it, I have more than one photo of the building. It was built around 1680 (an earlier town hall at the same location burnt down) … Continue reading 350 Years of Interesting
I was nominated by Teresa and by Margaret to post one travel picture a day for ten days without explanation, then to nominate someone else to participate. That’s 10 days, 10 travel images, and 10 nominations.
The photos I am going to show in this challenged are from travels around Germany and where chosen to introduce my German language students to various German sites.
Here is my sixth one:
Today I would like to nominate Agatha (you were foolish enough to like my #5 post – and with a name like “40thousandkm” – what did you expect?). There is no pressure to participate, though. But if you share some of your travel photos, have fun! I’ll definitely have a look (please send me a link).
When we still had a count in our town he lived with his family in this castle. Today it is used for the offices of the town council. My dad used to work in one of the offices and when I visited him as a little girl I loved to walk up the flight of steps, counting each one, past two naked ladies in black marble, and imagine myself a young revolutionary charged with numerous counts of rebellion.
This is for One Word Sunday with the topic “count“. More counts can be found here.
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