Friday, November 30, 2012

Friday is Skyday

neither the day, though,
nor the month.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Monochrome Monday

For centuries
on top of the village:
Clergy and Gentry.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Sun(day)'s Painting

Under the Rainbow

Wanderer's Night Song

Wanderers Nachtlied

Über allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh',
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du
Kaum einen Hauch.
Die Vöglein schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur, balde

Ruhest du auch.


Wanderer's Nightsong

Over all peaks

Reigns calm,
In all treetops
Senseth thou
Barely a breath.
The birdies keep silent in the wood.
Simply wait, soon
Resteth thou, too.

translated by McSeanagall :)

Praise of taciturnity (reload)

Binn béal 'na chomhnuidhe.

The mouth that speaks not is sweet to hear.


The peace of the night.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Des gibt's net!

Today's the first anniversary of the day on which Ludwig Hirsch followed his black bird.

Watching the video and listening to him, as always brought tears to my eyes.

Tough guy.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

My Walden II

... sort of, anyway.

And voilá, CherryPie,
a place for you
to sit and rest a while.


Fated to die
and still admired.
Yellow beauty.

Not Jupiter

October morning, 07:10 a.m.


Rising ...

African mask

... not a

Wednesday, November 21, 2012


I am told peace-loving people somewhere far away
are competing in rocket science.
Surely there will soon be peace.

And when the stones are swimming,
the leaves will sink.

The peace of the night.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

No need of followers

Attentive visitors might have noticed that Omnium's blogroll peu à peu has become shorter.

This is due to that I would not link (anymore) to bloggers

– whose blogs have not been available for more than one year;

– who would not link to other blogs (including Omnium).

Thanks for your attention. 

The older I get the less time I do have to be diplomatic.

And – may I say so? ... ha! of course, I may say so: I do not care about 'followers'. 

What stupid a word!

Millions followed Stalin, Hitler, Mao; millions got deceived by ... take the name of your choice ...

And I should ask for followers?

Whooaah. Too many idiots on this planet.

And I am one of them.

Still blogging.

The peace of the night.      

Monday, November 19, 2012

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Blue tit's delight ...

... is an old lady's delight.

Who's nuts we may talk about later.
The peace of the night.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Time flies

Today one month ago I was given some interesting books,
an external hard disc, some sweets,
quite a few good wishes and words of thankfulness.
I smilingly took the wishes, and the thanks,
at five minutes to midnight
raised a pint of plain
and murmured to myself:
Herewith I declare the party opened:
Happy birthday, Sean. Slàinte.
Drank the pint, went to sleep
for about three hours
haven't since opened one of the books above.
It's been an eventful new year, so far.
I shall not complain. :)
I only wish I could fly like the time.



De ... light

... taken from exactly the same spot, three minutes after this one.

My Walden

... sort of, anyway.

Behind the Poplars

Deep L...ady Luna.

Far far away

... the rising sun.

Where I wish to be


A dear old Neighbour

... watching the grey.