Top Posts & Pages
- Pronuncation of "Buechner"
- Overview of the Seven Jewish Feasts
- EUROPEAN SOJOURN: A tail of two bunnies (Days 8 and 18)
- The Giving Tree--maybe bald trees are wise and enlightened, too
- From Gilbert and Sullivan to my fellow insomniacs
- Cana: Whose wedding was it?
- Tim: Via time-space warps and Alaska. . . Naomi's report
- Tim: "Those eggs Jerry makes"
- Poem: "But Mary Pondered"
- Some are more equal than others (see George Orwell's Animal Farm)
Jessica ’n’ Sammy
- 81,201 hits
Blogs I Follow
Category Archives: Children
Vidin, Bulgaria. Jerry and I were sick; our colds had gone into bronchitis, with bone-shaking coughs, especially Jerry’s, which kept waking him up at night. In Belgrade, I had suggested we not go on the bus tour but he would … Continue reading
Here’s a wicker child from Budapest. (Okay, so it’s not a real kid; I took what I could get): And two kids in Belgrade, advertising the latest fashions for wealthy 19th century waifs. (You can see the Hungarian Magyar … Continue reading
Passau, Germany is photogenic in a different way from the half-timbering of other towns. Teenagers this time.
On rare occasions, my cell photos surprised me with their detail. Here in Bamberg, Germany, they captured every streak of rain, every glistening cobblestone, every expression, by face or body language–of impatience, stolid resignation, boredom, pleasure in spite of the … Continue reading
Another picture that tells its own story, a story I only realize it tells when I look at the picture I have taken. It makes me laugh when I look at the little drama being played out around the focal … Continue reading
Following a Viking lollipop through the town square of Miltenberg, we walked through the middle of this fascinating story, with no explanation as to who the Pied Piper in plaid patches is or how he makes bubbles with sticks.
There was no time to compose art shots or wait for the right lighting or composition. We took most of our pictures through a moving bus window or while waddling after whichever duck we had been assigned to that was … Continue reading