Sometime in 2012 I posted a picture of this plant with my old handycam.
A little while later I bought a Sony digicam with a better lens and macro option. The plant grows in our bathroom. It blossoms on average every second year.
"I dust a bit," Ignatius told the policeman. "In addition, I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."
|Camping Montana Roja|
|Apratementos de Maria Isabel - Vale Gran Rey|
|Typical for the Canary Islands: Euphorbiaceae|
|At Casas de Gerian|
|Camp in the Mountains|
|Going down from El Cedro to the North Coath|
|Hermigua Valley from the East|
|A form of Asteraceae|
|Looking towas Punta Cabina|
|The beauty of La Gomera - simple.|
|Down at Punta Cabina. A variety of fish lives in this basin.|
|What a camp!|
|Slowly it's time to say: Goodbye.|
|Because soon we'll be back at Cologne Airport.|
|Lindenstraße, facing West just before 5 p.m.|
The essential and defining characteristic of childhood is not the effortless merging of dream and reality, but only alienation.
In the end, a government’s primary duty is to defend the value of its currency.
We have all had so little training in how to take true responsibility for our lives that we tend to slip into projection when the slightest stress occurs.
He stopped wanting to communicate, and when that happened the thinking process itself began to rust and disintegrate.
But we are all travellers in what John Bunyan calls the wilderness of this world—all, too, travellers with a donkey: and the best that we find in our travels is an honest friend. He is a fortunate voyager who finds many. We travel, indeed, to find them. They are the end and the reward of life.
In my dreams I have used that language to heal the sick and to fly; once I dreamed I kept a perfect little bed-and-breakfast by the seaside, and to everyone who came to stay with me I would say, in that tongue, “Be whole,” and they would become whole, not be broken people, not any longer, because I had spoken the language of shaping.
The whole point of drifting was happy passive acceptance of no alternatives.