The Cutest Chapel

Tristan Pointed out this really cute chapel…

…looking over Landstuhl from the Schlossruine Nanstein Castle

Landstuhl

Atlas thinks the chapel is cool, also!

Knight in the pavers

Fountain with a Camino de Santiago symbol

The oldest houses in Landstuhl are from around the 16th century.

Atlas wants to hire the maid on the van.

On to Ehemalige Festung Homburg

Homburg

With castle ruins comes more tunnels and stairs

A scratching of the 250-million-year-old ichthyosaur remains they found in the limestone in 1968.

The sign says it’s dangerous. I had to check it out. When I stepped on the floor and started to sink in the much, I decide the sign was not kidding.

Another danger sign

Where I would have come out if I have ventured past the muck

Atlas eared me that I was a wimp for not going through the dangerous tunnel.

I came across a wheelbarrow on a landing looking for the restroom at an Asian restaurant. I got confused. It could have been from jet lag, the Dragon Fruit drink, or the pole dancing. It’s hard to say.

Atlas giving me an ear up for getting lost trying to find the restroom at an Asian restaurant.

Big Foot In The Rain

Eye’s are on you

We went to Tier, Germany, in the rain today. Tier was one of five official Roman residences in the 3rd and 4th centurys, and it was the home of Karl Marx.

Reminded me of Inchy in his younger days.

Das Foot

Karl Marx traffic lights

Roman ruins

Holding up the arch

Tunnels under the baths were used for maintaining the hot water for the baths.

We staoped by the Karl Marx Museum

Hour glasses showing how much time Marx spent in different cities. He lived longest in London and then Trier.

One of the better grafitti I saw

Leaving On A Jet Plane

Clouds relfecting in the twilight

Geese @ twilight

Dawn

I’m flying to Germany tomorrow. Spunk helped me pack.

Spunk posing for Laurie

“What do you mean I can’t go?”

Sunset

Beaver

A beaver swam in the shallows, while cranes were taking a break on their way north.

Beaver stopped in front of us to get a snack. He paid no attention to us.

Dusk

The New Dawn

6:00 am is twilight again

The new dawn

Spunk lost his tail for a few days. I finally found it. It had fallen under the steps into the library. He took it to bed for a nap not long after I put it back into his toy box.

A cat 7 was on the bed when Jake and I got back from our morning walk

Spunk protecting my phone

On the Wrong Foot

Interesting result

Jake tried to get me up at our normal walk time, which with the time change was 5:00 a.m. I told him to go back to bed. He had to wait until the afternoon to go on a walk because I had a lot to do in the morning and early afternoon. The afternoon was beautiful. We got in a three-mile walk. Surprisingly, we only saw a couple walking their dog and two cyclists for being such a beautiful afternoon. 

Silver, Glenda and Sasha stayed in bed longer than Spunk, Marble and I did. Spunk and Marble would have stayed in bed if I hadn’t gotten up.

I saw this Shelby Cobra on the way home from the store this morning. I can’t tell if it’s authentic, but it’s a great-looking car.

Spunk thinking about life, the universe, and everything after we got out of bed this morning.

Jake was seeing if the perpetual sneaker on the coyote that only coyotes, Jake, and I seem to walk on, would fit his right paw. He discovered that he got it on the wrong foot.

Almost got goosed by a couple of geese doing a close fly-by!

“What’s the password, Paparazzo? Sorry! ‘What? I don’t need no stinking password!’ is not the password. Ya wanna try again?”

Spunk

Another Time Change

With the change to daylight saving time imminent, here’s my annual DST protest song.

Another Time Change
By Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
Time’s a changing, once again
Daylight saved is an hour lost
Wake in darkness, feels like night
Here we are way past our bedtime

[Chorus]
Another year, another change
It’s Deja vu all over again
Awake at night, nodding off all day
There has to be a better way

[Bridge]
Our morning walk was getting light
Now we’re plunged back into night
Sun sets later, I won’t complain
I should be in bed it’s late again

[Chorus]
Another year, another change
It’s Deja vu all over again
Awake at night, nodding off all day
There has to be a better way

[Outro]
Time’s a changing, once again
Daylight saved is an hour lost
Wake in darkness, feels like night
Here we are way past our bedtime

At least we are getting some blooming blossoms!

Uppity Kitty

Worm Moon at Dawn

Cranes flying up north from down south are passing through.

“What’s this uppity women from the Middle Ages stuff? What about uppity middle-aged cats from the here and now? I’m going to go medieval on that paper!”

Sunset

Beaver in the pink

Cranes that flew from down south, on the way north, roosting at 4th of July Point for the night.