Wherever we gaze, natural habitat is vanishing. All of us are aware of the tragic destruction of rain forest, which not only creates, but also compounds global warming, as earth’s green lung is no longer available to inhale thermogenic carbon dioxide in the wonderful process of photosynthesis, which happens to exhale oxygen as an afterthought, … Continue reading Back To Nature
Whenever I have occasion to travel to Germany, I set my proverbial sail for my port of call: Osthofen. Scene of the first six years of my life, before a move to neighboring Westhofen with my parents, it has, once again, become my father’s chosen hometown. It is his company I seek, his domicile, where … Continue reading Home Away From Home
As a European transplant to America, I am often asked if I miss my native country. First and foremost, I miss my Dad, his significant other, the rest of my family, and my friends. Staying connected via the Internet or the occasional phone call can, in no way, replace cherished face-to-face time, which happens all … Continue reading Germany’s Greatest Gift To The World
It was only in May of this year that I made the acquaintance of Cross Creek Regional Park in Fountain, a small town about 10 miles south of our home in Colorado Springs. The park’s main feature is a reservoir with surrounding wetlands, but it also borders on prairie. In an area where this combination … Continue reading A Haven In Peril
Lately, I have come across an abundance of benches. In letzter Zeit bin ich einer Vielzahl an Bänken begegnet. ...petite benches... ...zierlichen Bänken... ...benches fashioned of various materials and in different shapes... ...Bänken aus den verschiedensten Materialien und in den unterschiedlichsten Formen... ...benches holding little surprises... ...Bänken mit kleinen Überraschungen... ...painted benches... ...bemalten Bänken... ...benches with … Continue reading Sit And Stay A Spell
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