Weimar Color

While visiting the Goethe Haus,

and the Schiller Haus, it became

quite apparent that the colors in

Weimar were strikingly beautiful.

There seemed to be little fear of a good splash of bold.

All in all, an unexpected treat.

It brought a great deal of joy.

Who would have thought color

could do such an amazing job of

revitalizing an ancient city? It did.

Later, walking just a few streets away

from the center of town, most of the buildings

were far more muted. They retained a ghostly

presence, the shadow of living under another

government in another time (not so very long ago).

Wandering back into the heart of the city, you could

pretty much feel your blood start pumping once more;

the shadows gave way to the realization that

you'd never think about color the same way again.

Bauhaus Weimar

In Weimar, two summer's ago, fell crazy in love

with the little Bauhaus Museum. Don't think I was

supposed to be taking pictures, so these are all a

bit fuzzy. But you can take my word on this:

it's a swell place. Worth a few more visits.

Uptown Trains

summer: windows, opportunity

announcing

travel writer

gone camping

back in a bit

the camp chair

U. S. Grant

the camp desk

WWII

became hail

raindrops the size of silver dollars soon became hail.

(hail, not small, lasted half hour. simple. magic on a

summer day in zurich. just snow like. then sun.)

bodensee abc: apples, books, cobblestone

lindau

in Lindau for 45 minutes,
took many photos. these- the

first- are among my favorites

bodensee

like magic

taking this

with happiness

early bird gets the worm

Well, while I'd like to explain why a three-day trip to Virginia turned into a weekandahalf, it's something for later. Maybe. In the meantime, being up at this Virginia hour (safely back and cozy in California), I'll just post a few snaps from the Zurich airport. It was quite satisfying; a good place to spend a few extra minutes.

all photos: victoria thorne

the week that was

like our fortune cookie

said, back in 1988:

where your treasure is,

there will your heart be also

to sit

within walls

More Butter (und Käse) for Mrs. B

oh, goyle

time, standing. still

Nördlingen (again). Hard to believe,

but I forgot to take out my camera

before happening upon this one. It's

brilliant and rather crumbly dignity

made me stop in my tracks. Please

note the enamel 3 on the photo

above. Like all of the pictures in

recent posts, you can click on these

to enlarge and see detail. Kind of fun.

Camera got a good workout in Germany.