Shoes of the Young Princess

Here are the silver ( alas, not golden) slippers of the Princess from long ago times.
No kind of coaxing or chipping, pressing or squeezing will get these feet back into them.
Would I really want to? A futile question.

Backside

....and this is the backside.....

School

This is the school I went to 59 years ago. the building got a face lift, I didn't.....

Friesenheim - Willersinn Weiher Oct 2011

Lovely summer -like afternoon at the lake with colors of fall

it sure was a delight

Number 8

Both still awake

Easter Tulips

Or Eastern Tulips , as I used to say in my early days in the States

perambulator

How did it get into the Kinderwagen?

mouse getting out of my coffee

little mouse peeking out of my coffee

Back in the USA

Just found this. From when? I don't remember. And ... don't ask me why

Little faults and big faults

Little faults disappear in the big
little bigs disappear in the fault


After all these years I'll pick up knitting

Hope I'll sleep tonight
Don't ask me why again
That's just how it is
The why confuses me
No more why
One more why and I'll die

one of our daily encounters

There was a full moon
just a few days before I left

Now there is a sliver
but gaining

there was darkness
and I didn't even notice it

We were talking about old times, friends and neighbors, and she said that they had three girls most likely only because they wanted to have a boy. After the second girl they must have tried for a boy.  It struck me that I never had that thought when I was pregnant, that my preference would be a boy. For some unknown reason I thought I would have a girl.

I guess in the back of my mind (nothing was really in the front of my mind in these days) I must have felt more comfortable raising a girl since I was a girl myself. I knew a little about girls. No conscious decisions or preferences there. But there never was the idea that it should be a boy. I didn't really know then why so many preferred a boy. I guess it must be the continuation of the line and I guess I just never thought about that. I knew I wanted a baby and I was having a baby and that it was going to be a dark haired, dark eyed girl. I got very fast used to the surprise of a cute blue eyed, blond little boy and even the pee into my face didn't bother me. It was all so full of surprises....

She said that she always only wanted boys for children, only boys, since she never liked to be a girl. Girls always had to do everything for everybody and she hated it. Boys could do what they wanted to. Never knew this about her. And then I knew that I always liked to be a girl with all the troubles involved.  I guess I never questioned it. I liked the boys but I guess I never wanted to be one. Why? I don't know,  I just never thought about it until she told me that she used to hate to be a girl. What irony since she turned into a girl that always, always, always did everything she was asked without rebellion..... unlike me. Rebellion .... why? I didn't know it just came out like that.

Friesenheim Jan 2011

Maybe the world won't forget me in triple edition?

I have to capture them with compulsion
before they join the underworld
through the drain hole 
into the mysterious and mucky waters

Friesenheim Jan 2011

It's bright and warm in here
still crisp and cold outside

but there is hope of spring with these

Friesenheim Jan 2011

 

Memories of Albany , the Snow and the Moon

What if it is always redder on the other side?