A day at the race

Abandoned in the woods, all the stories left in oblivion – wonder which.

Reklamer

Dream tales on the horizon

Tall tales about life at sea, awakened with an old sailing ship on the horizon.
It was a very hard life that is romanticized in the historical light.
Numerous stories are getting better and better for each generation it is handed over.

Backdrop for imagination

The St-Just and St-Pasteur Cathedral (Narbonne Cathedral)
and the neighboring Archbishops’ Palace form a unique architectural ensemble.
Both from outside and inside.

Could be the backdrop of one of the older Alexandre Duma’s adventures.
The world famous french author hadn’t (so far as I know) any relation to Narbonne.

That was another story

The worth visiting Thursday’s Special themes created by Paula
The inspiring and important theme this week “Tell a story“

Sometimes (we think) we know the story, even before it is told.

A glass of forgetfulness

Each photo has a story, it isn’t sure that we see the same story all of us.
Frequencies on video presents us most often a story, but a photo leave us alone.
In creating the story we see.

Beside to know the reason for taking this photo, it created a story in my mind:
A french event where guests could taste “fruit juices”, 
just only have to bring with a wine glass themselves.
One had forgotten to bring the glass and had to eat fruit instead.

No ‘home made story will be better or worse than others.

Small talk with a view

A visiting ‘old’ friend from Denmark
was invited cycling in the local area
when he saw this beautiful vineyard
so he exclaimed, horrified: “Where are the grapes, where is the white wine”.

Some time ago, when we walked past the balcony
when I came to say very casually – without ulterior motive:
“The only thing that could make it more beautiful.
it was if there was a waving cute girl on it”.
Someone must have gossiped – because the other day
when I passed it so the owner of the balcony
a waving 85 year old sweet woman stood up there.

From now on I will call this ‘bench’ for the “Nemesis bench”
a word known from ancient greek mythology about the punishment for haughtiness
one ‘old’ german friend and his Better Half” was on a walk with us.
When he saw this old stump, he said with a laugh
“The perfect kiss-bench, if you are not satisfied then tilts just her in the water”.
He did not believe his wife had heard it.

When she sat down on the “bench” a little later, so he sat smiling on her thighs.
It was as if she was waiting for something – but he forgot to kiss her.
So she tilted him into the water – all laughing and the wet man.?
Not till he had come up again.

Ups and downs

Much can be abstract, an Eiffel Tower visit too.

Inspired from Paula’s Thursday’s Special this week “Abstract“

An abstract can be a short summary too – years ago, 1998 I guess
I have a business reason for being in Paris – from monday to friday
my son (at that time twelve years old) had school free that week
so he join my journey, his first visit in Paris – he was very excited.

A huge impressive experience for him – which he spoke a lot about
until a few days after returning home – when he read about a frenchman
which two days later, we were there – had jumped off the Eiffel Tower in parachute
by cheating all security checks – my son was annoyed, not seen it.

A short abstract of a five-day after all eventful story.