Friday Fictioneers: Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On

Once again, it is time for the Friday Fictioneers, graciously hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can read all the entries to this week’s photo prompt here:

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Happy 25th anniversary, Hubble! And: Share Your World Week 16

Happy anniversary, Hubble telescope! After a wobbly beginning, it has given us a multitude of wonderful and wondrous images from our universe. Visit Hubble’s website, lose yourself in the images and the wonders and mysteries of our universe, and join the celebration. The NYT has a nice, informative article about Hubble’s history, too.

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Friday Fictioneers: Come, Let’s Fly a Kite…

WriterlyTime again for another photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for the Friday Fictioneers.

I really enjoy participating every week. You can find all the other stories here:

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The things I learned last week: German loan words in English

learningEvery language, through its history and evolution, incorporates a multitude of words and phrases from other languages. English, for instant, contains many latin-based words, but also words of french origin, and others. German has many french and latin loan words, too, but especially english terms are abundant, whether their use is the same in German as it is in English, or not, doesn’t really matter.

Modern german words incorporated into the english (or other) languages were not so common in the past, as far as I’m aware. There are words like Angst, Zeitgeist, Kindergarten, and some others that would have been around for a while now, but they are few enough to stand out

I’m always surprised which german words make it into English.  Last week I came across two words I hadn’t even known in German that have obviously been adopted: Drachenfutter and Eigengrau. Neither of them is in our main dictionary. Neither is used widely.

Eigengrau appears to be a psychological term and refers to the intrinsic grey you see in total darkness.  Drachenfutter means dragon food and is used to describe an appeasement gift for an angry female spouse. That’s a slang word, and not too common here. I think Drachenfutter is an awful word and I am not so pleased that it got adopted. Odd, how some words make it, and some don’t. Words are important. They affect our thinking. Calling a wife a dragon is not something I’d want English speaking people to learn from Gemans.

Weekend Woofs: Progress Report

woofHello everyone, Maia here. Mum wants to talk today, she says something about how I’m such a good girl, and as I’m modest, I let her. Can’t talk about how good I am myself, now, can I?

“Thank you, Maia!

“Some of you may remember that a few weeks ago, I wrote about how we found out what is behind most of Maia’s insecurities, that she was mostly a fearful dog. Well, this insight turned out to be an important one, because since then, it’s like floodgates have burst open and everything clicks into place.

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You called, I came, now where is my treat?

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Of Rhinos and Layouts and Share Your World

Blog Image Flighty Friday - CanvaDo you want to know what makes me cry?

This: The Northern White Rhino is extinct in the wild.

It’s been all over the news. There is one male left in a nature reserve in Kenya, under heavy guard. They have been killed by poachers who kill for the horn which is sold in Asia as a remedy for everything. There are five of them left, two females in the reserve, two in zoos, and Sudan, the only male left. There will be no babies, not in our lifetime, in all likelyhood. Cells, eggs and sperm will be stored until it is possible to bring the babies to term in either another host, or ex-utero. Greed, ignorance, superstition, and more greed have robbed the word of yet another species.

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Writerly Wednesday: Love is a burnin’ thing

It is time for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers again. You’ll find the other entries here:

I’ve been very busy this week and horribly amiss with my reading and reviewing. I pledge to do better. Without further ado, my 100 word offering to the fiery flash fiction faeries:

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Random Post: A Poll

It’s time for spring cleaning, and I’m thinking about finally changing my layout to something easier to organize. I really like the McKinley theme I have now,  but it doesn’t have a side bar. I think a side bar makes it easier for readers to find their way around, just in case someone is interested in the blog, not only a specific post. Also: I’ve wanted to try out the poll feature. And so today there is this poll about your blog-reading habits, dear readers. Please don’t be shy, I’m very interested in this. I do like large images, but if they annoy my readers, I can tone down. If readers don’t care, that’s helpful to know, too.

Weekend Woofs: Maia and HP

woofHello, here is Maia. Maybe you wonder what the HP in the title means? Mum tried, again, to tiptoe around stuff she thought I might not like to talk about because I’m a lady. I’ll tell you what: a lady can talk about everything. It’s all human canine, mammal, after all. And so I won’t let her water things down, I’m telling the story myself.

HP means Horse Poo, and it is the next best thing to cat food–and CP, if you know what I mean, althought they usually don’t let me get at that if they can avoid it. Too bad…

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Flighty Friday: Is it summer already?

Blog Image Flighty Friday - CanvaWe’re having a series of wonderful, sunny days, and it is warm. Last week we had frost, and hailstorms. This weekend we have temperatures of 20° Celsius. I’ve dug out an ancient smart phone with a similarly ancient camera–and forgot how to use it, so some of the images are tiny. It has the advantage that I can take it with me on doggie walks, and won’t be sorry when it falls in a puddle, or gets lost. Maia and I had a wonderful walk, and I took a few pictures. If you wonder about the asparagus: hereabouts it’s mostly eaten in its white, bleached form. The plant is covered by long mounds, the shoots are carefully dug out and cut. To get earlier harvest than May, farmers cover the mounds with plastic, one side is black, to absorb the sunlight and warm the shoots; the other side is white for reflecting the sunlight and slowing down growth. You see workers run around on the fields turning the plastic, depending on the weather and the market. Odd, isn’t it? Asparagus is the best in its proper season, but they get more money when they can sell early. Same for strawberries which they grow here in big foil tunnels. Later, when the prices are low, you can find fields full of strawberries left to rot. That’s when I usually forget my morals and go sample a few… and a few more.

I also wanted to try out the gallery feature. Again, I apologize for the less than perfect quality. Finally…