tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83902824487662455382012-02-11T11:22:22.340+01:00country lifeleben, lesen, schreiben am landrenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911484926960096725noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390282448766245538.post-17941655456084275982012-02-11T11:11:00.002+01:002012-02-11T11:22:22.349+01:00immer noch frostig<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo6Z4kzIH90/TzY82OiLQcI/AAAAAAAAC_w/bdsvqp84oS4/s1600/winter100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="255px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo6Z4kzIH90/TzY82OiLQcI/AAAAAAAAC_w/bdsvqp84oS4/s320/winter100.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">der samstagmorgen bei minus dreizehn grad ist zugleich der dreizehnte tag mit eiseskälte in folge. anfang nächster woche soll die frostfront endlich brechen. vorhergesagt werden temperaturen im bereich der plusgrade. erfreuliche aussichten. am kältesten tag haben wir hier immerhin bei minus siebzehn grad vor uns hingefroren. das auto ist nicht mehr angesprungen. das rausgehen machte keinen spaß mehr. bei den meisten leuten ist die laune so ziemlich im keller. an tagen wie diesen bleibt einem nur noch die flucht ins heimelige café, wo es warm ist, man freunde trifft und bei einem schaumgekrönten cappuccino und netten gesprächen so etwas wie wiederbelebung erfährt. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lry_WdRE9f0/TzY_rhMPboI/AAAAAAAAC_4/WRLFsrTeM5o/s1600/cafe15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lry_WdRE9f0/TzY_rhMPboI/AAAAAAAAC_4/WRLFsrTeM5o/s320/cafe15.jpg" width="246px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390282448766245538-1794165545608427598?l=renaimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>renahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911484926960096725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390282448766245538.post-20567523950888170342012-02-03T15:26:00.002+01:002012-02-03T15:33:35.148+01:00mythical stones<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="200px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BNjyEO1eZgA/Tyvslnjzf6I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/ggl6QFH9YLs/s200/Bild004(1).jpg" width="150px" /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWDSMueT6j0/TyvsbZ9DQ6I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/01HLg5UvEkg/s1600/Bild003(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWDSMueT6j0/TyvsbZ9DQ6I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/01HLg5UvEkg/s200/Bild003(1).jpg" width="150px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">first time I have heard something about china blocks request was at an exhibition of the austrian artist max weiler. after I read the book "<strong><em>stones</em></strong>" of <strong>roger caillois</strong> I know that there are many mythical stories about stones.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">zum erstenmal hörte ich in einer ausstellung des österreichischen künstlers max weiler etwas über chinesische wunschsteine. nachdem ich das buch "steine" von roger caillois gelesen habe, weiss ich, dass es viele mysthische geschichten über steine gibt.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VBX9VyduWW4/TyvunOANVfI/AAAAAAAAC_g/lf_fDM3GHNU/s1600/0aba2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VBX9VyduWW4/TyvunOANVfI/AAAAAAAAC_g/lf_fDM3GHNU/s200/0aba2.jpg" width="150px" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390282448766245538-2056752395088817034?l=renaimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>renahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911484926960096725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390282448766245538.post-35415374789332679522012-02-02T18:08:00.007+01:002012-02-03T15:35:52.258+01:00stones<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UKLoAfAdAQ8/TyrCegtZ14I/AAAAAAAAC-A/GjyOK_gNu94/s1600/0aba2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UKLoAfAdAQ8/TyrCegtZ14I/AAAAAAAAC-A/GjyOK_gNu94/s400/0aba2.jpg" width="300px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">keine zweifel mehr, dass man selbst das thema steine "romantisieren" kann. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ein wunderbares buch (hanser verlag) von roger callois ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have no doubt anymore that is something romantic to stones.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">a wonderful book of roger caillois ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KUr8up9Csk/TyvwqeaxcYI/AAAAAAAAC_o/tYyfEWjK2vs/s1600/grau1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KUr8up9Csk/TyvwqeaxcYI/AAAAAAAAC_o/tYyfEWjK2vs/s200/grau1.jpg" width="200px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390282448766245538-3541537478933267952?l=renaimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>renahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911484926960096725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390282448766245538.post-73217392784751080942012-01-26T10:24:00.007+01:002012-02-03T15:38:35.305+01:00dead water<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrUmcY3rbqY/TyEbW1CwpTI/AAAAAAAAC9w/WEi13nLwI2I/s1600/0ca10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gda="true" height="300px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrUmcY3rbqY/TyEbW1CwpTI/AAAAAAAAC9w/WEi13nLwI2I/s400/0ca10.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">winterruhe am fluss. klarer himmel. klirrende kälte.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">winter on the riverside. clear sky. freezing cold.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390282448766245538-7321739278475108094?l=renaimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>renahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911484926960096725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390282448766245538.post-66186298594451099932012-01-06T08:45:00.012+01:002012-02-03T15:39:10.109+01:00schnee<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iseIbbYI-Lg/Twam1hzPscI/AAAAAAAAC80/nttYpLPabYs/s1600/land19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iseIbbYI-Lg/Twam1hzPscI/AAAAAAAAC80/nttYpLPabYs/s400/land19.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">snowfall and winter storm. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I don't like to shovel the snow away ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">schneefall und wintersturm.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">keine lust, den schnee wegzuschaufeln ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEMANdw1wBs/TwanMKEtDLI/AAAAAAAAC88/u1n72ICRT2c/s1600/nordwind24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEMANdw1wBs/TwanMKEtDLI/AAAAAAAAC88/u1n72ICRT2c/s400/nordwind24.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390282448766245538-6618629859445109993?l=renaimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>renahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911484926960096725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390282448766245538.post-88820117463795789772011-12-31T11:11:00.010+01:002012-02-03T15:47:46.546+01:00over<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nBhUCp1rN4/Tv7hSnrpqFI/AAAAAAAAC8U/7iWDVfA0UJw/s1600/dez31_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nBhUCp1rN4/Tv7hSnrpqFI/AAAAAAAAC8U/7iWDVfA0UJw/s320/dez31_01.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">der dezember kalt und ohne nennenswerte schneefälle - geht zu ende und mit ihm dieses jahr. ein abschied ohne sentimentalitäten. freu mich auf einen gemütlichen abend im kreis lieber menschen und auf den moment hochprozentiger vernebelung, die den übergang von einem jahr ins nächste leicht und sorglos macht. denn schon bald hat uns ja der alltag wieder ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">little snow and cold december. the year comes to an end. farewell without sentimentality. celebrate with family and friends. maybe with an glass more than usual. happy and carfree. soon we are back to the everyday.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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