The best theory why this remnant of the town fortification is called “the blue hat” is that the orginal roof was made of blue black slate, possibly destroyed during the Thirty Year’s War. But it remains a theory.
The following pictures have all been cropped and the contrast was slightly increased. All editing was done with Photoscape.
Kate’s One-to-Three Processing Challenge in October
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Our area is known to have the mildest climate in Germany (together with the island Mainau in Lake Constance). In the local park, adjacent to the castle, there are a couple of lemon trees. Not so unusual, there are more citrus trees in Germany. But these are the only ones that I know being outside all year long and the fruits actually turn yellow.
The tannery trade needs a lot of water, and in this part of town so many tanners had settled that they diverted a branch of the local stream to run past their houses. Now they needed small bridges to get into their houses.
This is part of the Memorial for the victims of violence, war and persecution in Weinheim. It is considered one of only a few counter memorials in Germany opposing war monumenta. I find the war memorial on the opposite end of the street, which dates from the 1930s, very martial and in the style of the Nazi era with three soldiers in winter uniforms more like then modern day soldiers than ww I soldiers. The names of the fallen soldiers of the town from world war II were added in the 1950s.
The counter memorial was erected in 1999 and includes a statement explaining about the victims and a star of David. The group of people on the thin beam above the memorial seems without a foothold and permanently in danger of falling – illustrating the precariousness of life, particularly life in a totalitarian state.
FOWC with Fandango: Precarious
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Mugsy’s aunt shouted after she caught the little pig with his blow-out, banging an egg spoon on the chair leg and occasionally popping one of the balloons he had been hiding under the chair.
This is the town hall of our village and it stands in Sommergasse (summer lane). So it is kind of weird to see it in winter, too.
I’ve shared this shot before – but how could I not with this brief? The lighthouse of Roker Beach in Sunderland.
And here the same window – just to show what difference the right angle, different lighting and a different focus can do.
And now for something completely different: A white house hiding behind green trees.
Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: June Pick a Topic from My Photo
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Monday Portrait
For Bushboy’s Last on the Card in May
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