I’m not sure why, but today I interacted with a few strangers differently. In my current world especially, it feels like the little things can really make or break a situation. I can’t figure out what was different about today, but I definitely had a new approach. Was I braver? Maybe. Continue reading A change in approach
This has been a good week so far. Yeah, I know it’s only Tuesday, but I still stand by the statement.
Yesterday was a stunningly beautiful day in Munich. We had 82 glorious degrees, bright Alpine blue skies, gentle breezes. Glorious, I tell you. And the Bavarians lost their minds in happiness. I think every single person had at least one gelato while walking or biking about town in cute summery garb. One out of every two people went to the Englishergarten, and the other one went to one of the dozen public pools. Everyone ate at least one meal at an outdoor cafe or biergarten, and more people than I care to count (no, really) removed every stitch of clothing in order to absorb every single bit of Vitamin D they could.
But that was yesterday. Continue reading Sometimes life demands lemonade
Between the wet, cold weather fronts that we’ve had almost constantly, we did have a few days of glorious spring. Even though it wreaked havoc with my allergies, everything was lush and blooming and lovely. Our balcony is filling in, the window boxes and the gardens of the neighborhoods are become bright and full.
I got a couple pictures of the walls of lilacs at the Nymphenburg Schloss but I’m disappointed that I didn’t get a picture of the chestnut trees here in Munich. For the past two weeks they were absolutely gorgeous. Unlike many spring trees that flower before the leaves appear, chestnut trees are in full green when the countless blossoms emerge, some pink, some white, some combined the two. The trees were covered with beautiful triangular spikes of flowers — like individual bouquets — rising from the leaves base all the way to the top. In some ways they reminded me of decorated christmas trees. Stunningly delicate and delightful floral ornaments dotting the rich, broad, green leaves.
Munich has countless chestnut trees. They are the traditional shade trees at Biergartens and I find them quite lovely. We don’t have too many chestnut trees back in Massachusetts, at least not anymore. We had a blight not to long ago that wiped most of them out. I remember when Chestnut Street in Salem had chestnut trees. As a very small child, I’d stuff my pockets full of the nuts whenever I went with my mom to her work. I’d find them between the bricks on the sidewalk, and at the base of the huge tree trunks when squirrels would scold and chatter at me from above. I think of those times when I see the Chestnut trees here. I think of home.
[I’m sick (again, or still; depends on your perspective). This weekend I did essentially nothing but lay in bed, nap, and binge on Netflix. I’m a bit more rested today, but still mostly useless. One thing I can do, however, when I am feeling under the weather is catch up the blog and the photo albums.]
All too soon my parents flew back to Boston. Even though they’ve only been gone a week I miss them very much. We all do. Continue reading And in a blink they were gone
I’m so excited to have my parents here visiting. We’ve been so busy that I am a bit behind on posting, but before I start recording the vacation my mom and I took, I should catch up a little bit on what we did before our travels. As usual, I have more pictures than words.
Picture a Scarlet Letter A made from cardboard. Here the A might stand for Ausländer. Outsider. Foreigner. Not from here. I think we will all have multiple turns wearing the symbolic cardboard A, but this week – the inaugural week – Elliot shall wear the badge of dishonor. Continue reading A Cardboard Scarlet Letter A