It is fragrant all around Seanhenge

On the lower balcony, the climbing hydrangea is fragrant,

while jasmine and ...

... elderflowers perfume the front.

And the roses ...

... are a delight to behold

Beers & Books (420) – The tale of prince Biribinker

Prince Biribinker is a strange child:
raised by bees, he pees the purest nectar 
and when he does his big business, 
confectionery is served in royal society. 
Everything could go on as sweet as honey 
if the old magician Padmanaba didn't have his fingers in the pie.

Christoph Martin Wieland (5 September 1733 – 20 Januar 1813)

Saturday Night Music – Nunca vas a comprender

 

Rita Payés *29 September 1999

Coffeetime with architect of ruins

Coffeetime with 
The Architect of Ruins
and
Skaumo

 
Herbert Rosendorfer (19 February 1934 – 20 September 2012)

Unforgotten

 

Tankman

Tian’anmen* massacre

* Mind you, Tian'anmen means "Square of Heavenly Peace" ...

... But on the whole ...

„Ich liebe den einzelnen Menschen, jeder, der mir näher kommt, den ich näher kennenlernen möchte, im Großen und Ganzen, mit Ausnahmen. Aber insgesamt betrachte ich die Menschheit doch ein bisschen als Ungeziefer, weil sie unsere Erde zerstört.“   

                                                         * * *    

I love the individual human being, everyone who comes close to me, who I want to get to know better, by and large, with exceptions. But on the whole, I see humanity as a bit of a vermin because it is destroying our planet."

Herbert Rosendorfer (19 February 1934 – 20 September 2012 

 

The price of apathy ...

Plato (427 BC – 347 BC)

Not just on battlefields

Blutroter Klatschmohn
blüht nicht nur auf Schlachtfeldern.
Er liebt das Leben.

Springsteen in dangerous times

 

Bruce Springsteen * 23 September 1949

 

P.S.: Thank you very much, SME. 

Saturday Night Music – Mathilda ;-)

«Telephone Operator [A Weaver of Public Thought]»
(Gerrit Albertus Beneker – 1921)
*
Relat conjunts

 

Udo Jürgens (30 September 1934 – 21 December 2014)

 

For my English-speaking visitors: In Spain, telephone operators in former years were called ‘Matilde’.

 

Laughing Lhursday*

KEEP THE GATE
CLOSED
No matter what
the hens
say!

* [For first time visitors]:

Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

A Birthday Blues

So much four years after to Route 66 I would have liked cheerfully to welcome him to "Club 70", today.
But alas! Andrew, my friend, has died.
In 2008 stumbling upon eachother in the blogosphere, Don QuiScottie (not Don Quijote) and Seanso (not Sancho Panza) became friends (not only) on their diverse "windmillish" quests to impress his Dulcinea / Margaret. ;-)

Ha! And what fun it would be if they were both still alive, Claude Prescott and Andrew Scott, now that the new Pope is a Prescott ;-)))
Deep believer Claude here, bantering Andrew and me there.

Together with Jams, my very special friend I consider(ed) us a four-leaf clover.

It's like Andrew wrote to me as a dedication in one of his books in 2017:

Sic!!
I might (soon) end blogging,
but before moving to my last dwelling six feet under
I do thank for such wonderful friends.

And thus, at least for now, I do end with Andrew's poem  for me:

Thank you, my friend.
Whilst you might be celebrating with Claude and Jams tonight, accompanied by a pint of Guinness and a wee dram of Talisker, I shall be smiling a lot, whilst revisiting certain comment sections.
Sláinte!

Personal note: New attempt

Hundreds of unwanted visits every day from China, Hong Kong, Tokyo, Singapore, South Africa, Modugno (Italy), Council Bluff (Iowa); on one day alone more than 1200 from an 800x600 Linux user from the United States - I had had enough and set Omnium to ‘private’.

Today a new attempt. Should the above happen again soon, I will set the blog permanently to ‘private’ and only grant access to my blogger friends by invitation.

I ask for your understanding.