One of the biggest things about celebrating Good Friday here in Gutenberg Land is the extreme clash of opposites. The ever-growing number of "free church" members- anyone not Catholic or Lutheran, the two state churches, take things very very seriously on this day, with groups overnighting in the church, in the cold and the dark, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: The Stillness of Three O’clock, Electric Candles, And A Chorister’s Ration of Eggnog
And Gutenberg Lived Here: 1000-Watt Sunshine, And Fish By The Net-full
It's cold here in Gutenberg Land. So cold that it's almost disgusting that the sunshine is at the thousand-Watt, sunburn through the frost level, and most people aren't out in it. Most people meaning: the beautiful Rhine pathway is freezing- we were smart enough to take double strong peppermint tea in a "senator thermos." Small, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: 1000-Watt Sunshine, And Fish By The Net-full
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sumer Is Icumin In
And the next line, thanks to a beautiful medieval song from about 1261, is "loudly sing cucco." Yup. Those medieval birds were definitely loud. And knew how to sing. And enjoy the fact that summer was coming. And the people who sang it also. So why Summer is a-comin in, now, "amid the snows of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sumer Is Icumin In
And We All Lived Here: Have You Ever Wondered?
Have you ever wondered what happened to the first words ever made- The words sent out. And let flow into the earth, Where they mixed with tungsten, And lead, And all the other earthly elements, Until a particular mix was formed That held them solidly in place, And allowed everyone to feel the power of … Continue reading And We All Lived Here: Have You Ever Wondered?
And Gutenberg Lived Here: I’ve Got To Stop Reading Science News.
Yes, I know it's my own fault, but some days, after getting up at five, looking out the window at freezing frost-covered ground, dumping large amounts of jump-start coffee into yourself, in the hope it is all a bad dream, and you will wake up and find it is actually June, and you are in … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: I’ve Got To Stop Reading Science News.
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Just Call Me Friday
I don't know what it is about Fridays- Maybe it's just the fact that since everyone else is on the road that day, in up to two-hour traffic jams, or has picked up their kids from school at one pm and are at McD's, before trying to shove the tykes into winter boots for school, … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Just Call Me Friday
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Whew!
Its been a busy week here in Gutenberg Land: Trying to find someone to repair a refrigerator, when every day for the last week, and this one, was either a "bridge day" - ie a lot of people here in Gutenberg land only work until Friday at 2 PM- due to the number of hours … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Whew!
And Erasmus Lived Here: On Ghostbusting, And “Best Local Food? At The Top Of The Funicular.”
When Gutenberger go to the town of Freiburg, it is usually for only one reason: fall hiking in the gorgeous Black Forest. And, of course, being Gutenberger, there had better be good food and drink somewhere along the line. Not that the Gutenberger aren't educated, and cultivated, and open to new ideas. (Probably more so … Continue reading And Erasmus Lived Here: On Ghostbusting, And “Best Local Food? At The Top Of The Funicular.”
And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: And Now For The Mechanical Chicken.
Our third day in Pitlochry, land of the Grampians, the Tummel river, the Jacobite recreators, who reenacted the day the troops of the Jacobite rebellion climbed the mountain, and rode down from Blair castle, to jump out of nowhere onto the British royalists, kilts and pipes skirling as they went, ("the Royalists were indeed much … Continue reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: And Now For The Mechanical Chicken.
And Gutenberg Lived Here: On The Eerie Stillness of Choristers, Kir Royale, And Talented Organists On Their Day Off.
This is the time of year when the choristers of the state supported churches here in Gutenberg Land- Catholic and Lutheran, go through a sort of mental checklist- have we got enough books? do we have a budget? if we ask to practice before the church festival, will they make us clean and paint the … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: On The Eerie Stillness of Choristers, Kir Royale, And Talented Organists On Their Day Off.
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