A dog called Wanda
Things always happens for a reason! Since years I wished for a dog but due to the lack of time I could not raise/train a pup. Secondly, it had to be certain kind of dog breed.....a German Sheperd who would join me during my nature trips.
And after years there she is: WANDA. Her owner passed away suddenly and she needed a new home. It can't be a coincidence that a Sheperd with that name came into my life.
She is very very sweet and I'm surprised how quickly she accepted me. Although she is not a pup anymore I need to train her a few things.....the first is to get/jump into the car when I wanted her to do it. A few days ago I wanted to drive to a forest area nearby for a walk and Wanda did not know what the intention was with that four-wheel-thing. She looked at me like I was stupid when I asked her to jump into the car. After a while I tried to pick her up but with a weight above 30 kilo not the easiest job. Secondly I need to train her that the couch in the livingroom is my couch and third that my food is not dog food.
Just in case you miss my regular blogs.....I'm outside with Wanda!
The 9th of November is a major historical day as 26 years ago the wall (Iron Curtain) between West and East Germany fell. During my childhood I lived a few hundreds metres away from the Berlin Wall. I remember a lot of things from that period like the exciting rides with the S-Bahn when the train entered the underground Eastpart of Berlin....the S-Bahn was built before WWII. Or the extreme waiting periods at the borders and the very unfriendly looking Vopo's.
Two weeks ago I visted a museum near the former border at Mackenrode and I was impressed by the stories I read. Stories about escaping attempts and stories about betrayal and oppression. This photo is for the young woman who lost in 1971 her both legs by stepping on a landmine during her attempt to escape together with her partner and child.....and for all the others who died near the Inner German border on their way to FREEDOM!
To the faithful departed
Today it is All Souls'Day, a day to remember the beloved ones who have died. I don't need this day as my beloved ones comes to me every now and then. One day last week, when I was in the Harz/Germany, I was up 'early' and walking around when suddenly a saying of my beloved grandmother came into my mind.....while I was out there alone I had to laugh about it and her.
This image is for my beloved ones which I lost and from which I learned important life lessons!
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.