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Posts Tagged: trees


Posts Tagged ‘trees’

Thursday, May 22nd, 2014

There is a Tree

There is a Tree

Monday, March 17th, 2014

Signs of Spring

signs of spring

Monday, March 3rd, 2014

Springland

DSC_9709

Monday, September 30th, 2013

Like all our unfinished paths

Monday, September 9th, 2013

Woodwards

Woodwards

Saturday, February 2nd, 2013

Solitüde

Flensburg, Solitüde

It was cold but sunny this morning, and so I decided to head out to Solitüde (see above for an overview shot) for a walk before I went shopping. The sand was frozen, which made for an unusual walking experience, and the marshy grass was covered with a thin coating of ice as well, above the liquid puddles below. It was also windy – not too windy, as you can tell from the lack of foamy crests on the waves, but since my eyes start tearing up pretty much as soon as there is more than even the slightest suggestion of a cold breeze it made photographing a bit of an obstacle course. Most of the time I was photographing without seeing too clearly, and I shall spare you the details of what my glasses and the (thankfully protected!) display on my camera looked like (salt water makes interesting trails when it dries).

I also need to find gloves that I can wear and still operate the camera, as that, too, became a bit of a challenge after a while. But: fresh air was had, photographs were taken, and tear ducks were cleaned. So it’s a win-win-win, really. :-)

seashell in Solitüde

Tuesday, November 27th, 2012

the tree, of an autumn’s afternoon

Wednesday, November 21st, 2012

’cause I taught it last week – TDLaSM: The Rainy Day

 

The Rainy Day
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

Saturday, November 10th, 2012

Goodbye Blue Sky

Wednesday, October 31st, 2012

Water, Leaves & Sky

Sunday, July 22nd, 2012

Le marronnier d’Inde

Sunday, April 15th, 2012

Workend

Photowise these are going to be some boring weeks for us all, folks, as I am busy with other things, have posted a variety of holiday photos into the albums already, and don’t want to repeat too many things. Eeek! I shall mostly be really busy with work things – now that my PhD is done-but-for-the-publication my class load has doubled for this term, and that, along with some other classes and projects I am committed to is keeping me busy-busy … and then there’s the interdisciplinary lecture series I’m co-hosting and also giving a talk at, and there’s an article I need to finish and another one I ought to start writing … yep, busy-busy. It’s good I don’t have much of a regular weekend social life in early spring, otherwise I would really rue handing yet another weekend over to work. :-) As it is, it’s still annyoing, but less than actually having to cancel something for it. The plan is to have the article I ought to finish ready to send off for a grammar/flow beta (it’s been a long time since I did any academic writing in German, and das/dass slips by me far too often anyway) before the first meeting starts tomorrow. Write write write! Polish polish polish!

Then it’s going to be one of the fullest weeks of term, appointments-wise, what with commissions of all sorts meeting, new potential colleagues being interviewed and all … and then it’ll be time to ponder what I’m going to say at the lecture in ten days’ time – that’s on my schedule for next weekend, though, and I’m not really thinking that far ahead yet. Linear thinking is the mode for today. One thing after the other.

In non-work things I can report that I watched the ZDF “Super-Champion” quiz show last night (while doing some low-brain computer cleaning etc, and in lieu of a choice between all the Titanic movies in the history of, possibly, the last 100 years). It did not impress me much – the questions were good, some of the experts too, but the moderation was off and some of the contestants too clichéed for me. And what did most stick with me was how their giant arrow (of which one can find no pictures online, tricksy, ZDF, tricksy!) looked rather unfortunately like a giant (there’s no getting around it) penis. It totally did. Phallic objects of non-subtlety were not subtle. And since the contestants had to ‘screw’ the experts, it was even – albeit I fear completely unintentionally – kinda funny. So yeah. That was yesterday. Back to my word document now! How was your weekend?

Saturday, March 24th, 2012

St. Augustine

Castillo de San Marcos

I continue making my way northward along the Florida coast and thus spent the day in St. Augustine, the oldest continuous European settlement in the USA. It was, as the name might already reveal, founded by the Spanish in 1565 and changed hands a couple of times between the British and the Spanish throughout its history, before becoming a US territory (and then part of the state of Florida, when that became a state in 1845).  Suffice to say, people seem to be proud of their history here, and there’s an entire historical district with old buildings and people dressed in period costumes, selling all kinds of touristy gee-gaws (those are generally not historical, but rather of the 0815 tourist trap variety).

But for the American flag this could also be the skyline of a town in Spain or Italy, no?

Still, wandering around the city was nice, and there’s nothing inherently wrong with gawking at touristy kitsch (I bought none of it). Also took a cruise on the harbor and out to the Atlantic, so that was a good thing to while away the afternoon with. Right now there’s a bit of a thunderstorm going on outside (though not as bad as the one I was caught in in Tampa), so I am glad to be inside – it’s going to be an early night for me, as I plan on an equally early start tomorrow.

Spanish Moss (which is neither a moss nor Spanish :-) )

Sunday, January 8th, 2012

A Dusting of Snow

 

Wednesday, November 23rd, 2011

(An absence of) Focus

a b/w fallen tree

In other news: I am home sick, because I picked up some thing that really did my throat/voice in, and so I cannot/am not allowed to talk until Friday. Argh. Mostly I am fine, but yeah, talking hurts, and class today (before I wised up and went to the doc) was … painful. And croaky. And did nothing any favours. So I am silent as a silent mouse and gargling nasty stuff and also fighting on the minor front of my ears aching.

Really bummed about missing class tomorrow, though … the schedule wasn’t generous as it is, and I kind of needed all three short fiction sessions. Still, it’s an intro class, which means I talk lots more than I do in my other classes, and if I cannot and ought not speak, well … *sigh*.At least its otherwise one of the lighter weeks, so I am not missing a senate meeting or the  appointment committee, or any other important event.

Off to gargle with more stuff now, so it goes away again soon.

the same tree, in focus