Flensburg in mind

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The old beautiful north german fjord town Flensburg
almost located on the border between Germany and Denmark
awakens always recalls of these childhood and youth years which were spent there.

The general mind of the people were not german and were not danish, but Flensburg-like.

Many things can reminds one of the past.

One of the girls of the same age and grade level in Flensburg,
had and has a gorgeous voice
every time I hear her on the radio or watching a movie with her
I think of the good old days in Flensburg.

 – the photo is from 2012

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Special mid-week Photo Challenge (inspiration)

What inspires you to blog..?
a special photo challenge this mid-week
Word Press
I guess that there’re almost as many inspirations as there are bloggers.

The motivation it doesn’t have to be new, not at all
it may be a kind of “product” development too.

It applies in my case
in the past in “the very old days” when I was a child
there was no “institutions” for child care at that time
so it either grandparents or other older people
who looked after the children while parents worked or studied
it awakened interest in the personal story
both to hear and to tell them
and there are many good or sad stories light covered all around
waiting to be heard or to be told.

WordPress is a very ideal place meeting for that
whether it are photos, stories, recipes or other good/sad issues. 

 

In this sofa which was my mothers mother’s,
was built a large part of the foundation
which is the base to the person I am today

Learned both listening and speaking
in short called communication.

Learning to be open to knowledge
curious without being curious.

– the last photo, along with my parents on the sofa.

“F” for the first time

“No one can possibly know what is about to happen:
it is happening, each time, for the first time, for the only time.”
(James Arthur Baldwin 1924-87)

Everything has a start – a beginning – a first time
 sometimes randomly. sometimes planned and sometimes  accidentally.

Some first times have age restrictions
is typical of this kind of first times
which are most fun and most attractive.

Mostly people remember their first time in many categories
even though many first times wasn’t the big rush
not all success comes through luck and good faith.

This photo was my first times doing that – make a shot with a camera.

The 11 year old “Le Drake Noir” was with his little 4 year old brother home alone at the big farm where we lived in the house – our father, who was an officer, was on maneuvers with his soldiers and our mom was just out to get some supplies in the local grocery store.

– the workers at the farm was in full swing with their work.

There were several tractors belonging to the farm, among the mega ones – there was this tiny red Massey Ferguson as my little brother was toally crazy about – and considered as his very own – that it wasn’t (we just lived there, but our father made accounting for the owner who had 3 similar farms) – so my little brother climbed up on his dream tractor and the big brother thought it was worth having a photo of – so quickly looked into the parents’ cabinet in the dining room and pick up their camera – it was called “Alpha” – the camera was in a holster or carrying case – it was damn hard for the world’s largest amateur photographer – to get it unpacked – take the photo – pack it in again and return to the cabinet – it was not discovered until the film was produced to images later on.

Funny response pattern,
because photography never been prohibited or allowed
there had never been spoken about it – before that day.

Letter “F” story challenge (idea from “frizztext“)