December skies have been mostly grey and overcast if they were visible through fog at all. But when the winds blow away the clouds, a winter sky can be glorious.
Tag: Weinheim
I’m a Fan of the Gingko
This Gingko in the Weinheimer Schlosspark is 180 years old and over 23 metres high (the sign says 20 metres but the sign itself is about 20 years old and the gingko hasn’t stopped growing).
Summer’s on the Way Out
It’s still warm during the day but the morning cannot deny that autumn is on its way.
The Seed’s Been Sown
Marsha and Cee have started a new photographic challenge: Photographic Public Art Challenge.
Marsha kicked off with some beautiful freeway art. Let’s make this seed grow and develop!
The house front is a mural on an assisted living centre for people with disabilities called “Pilgerhaus”, pilgrim’s house.
Photographing Public Art Challenge #1
Purple Sunsets
They look altered but these sunsets looked like that in real life. Particularly the sky looking towards the west from castle Breuberg in the Odenwald was amazing. I took the photos in December.
These are the water slides of the local water park. I can’t remember whether they look that appealing on the inside.
My second purple offering for Life in Colour.
The Chimney Still Smokes
The wisp of cloud behind the ruin of the Windeck, a castle dating back to the 10th century, makes it look as if smoke was coming from a hidden oven.
Student Corps’ Motto – Not by Chance
One of the crests of a student corps, displayed at the Wachenburg in Weinheim, a castle built by these corps.
The Latin motto translates as “Neither by chance nor timidly”.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Chance
You don’t know what you’ve been missing
I don’t think we miss colour in winter quite as much as people used to because they were more limited without artificial dyes and the like, e.g. I wear a bright yellow anorak in winter (I want to be seen on the road!). There are plastic toys and boxes etc. in our house. We can buy flowers and fruits all year round. There is tv and outside there are large billboards, often in glaring colours. Winter is not as grey as it used to be.
But then the first trees start blooming in soft pinks and whites, the first crocusses appear, and dandelions, specks of yellow and blue and then all of a sudden the riot of tulips start and looking at them one realises: I have been missing colour in my life.
On sunny days, there are almost more people than flowers in this botanical garden.
Friday Fun: Colours
One tough climb, four steep alleys
Linked to the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Tough.
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