Saturday, 20 April 2013

Sepia Saturday; odd;

My godfather in the 1930s or perhaps earlier, not sure. there was always the same group of friends hunting together, my father included. The meat was divided. It was also a culling of the male animals.

I have always found it odd to be photographed with a dead animal as trophy.

The hunting trophy
A hunting trophy is an item prepared from the body of a game animal killed by a hunter and kept as a souvenir of the successful hunting or fishing expedition.

Often, the heads or entire bodies are processed by a taxidermist, although sometimes other body parts such as teeth, tusks or horns are used as the trophies.

Such trophies are often displayed in the hunter's home in  a "trophy room," sometimes called "game rooms" or "gun rooms," in which the hunter's weaponry is displayed as well

These, with many more were hanging in my father's gun room. At the back  they were neatly inscribed where they came from. There were also mounted birds and squirrels.  One was quite a big owl with open wings.

The chamois came from Splügen 09/09/1935

The one on the right came from Tschingel, Trins 1935.

My father had many beautiful guns. One was a small one with beautiful silver engravings. My father did not have sons so he taught me to shoot, I was only allowed to use the small rifle. Sunday mornings we would go out into the country site, I carried the target, a stick with a white cardboard with black rings.

Do not miss your next target and visit Sepia Saturday 173

©Photos/text Ts

Wednesday, 17 April 2013

Wednesday; tongue in cheek;

....the truth and nothing but the truth...

Sometimes, when I look at my children, I say to myself,'Lillian, you should have remained a virgin..'
- Lillian Carter (mother of Jimmy Carter)
I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: - 'No good in a bed, but fine against a wall.'
- Eleanor Roosevelt 

Last week, I stated this woman was the ugliest woman I had ever seen. I have since been visited by her sister, and now wish to withdraw that statement..
- Mark Twain

By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.
- Socrates

I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury.
- Groucho Marx

My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe.
- Jimmy Durante

I have never hated a man enough to give his diamonds back.
- Zsa Zsa Gabor

My luck is so bad that if I bought a cemetery, people would stop dying.
- Rodney Dangerfield

Money can't buy you happiness .... But it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.
- Spike Milligan

Until I was thirteen, I thought my name was SHUT UP .
- Joe Namath

I don't feel old. I don't feel anything until noon. Then it's time for my nap.
- Bob Hope

Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty .. But everything else starts to wear out, fall out, or spread out..
- Phyllis Diller

By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere.
- Billy Crystal

May your troubles be less, may your blessings be more, and

may nothing but happiness come through your door. 

Have a nice day! 

©Photos my garden Ts

Tuesday, 16 April 2013

Tuesday; favourites;

Wonderful Book Stores;

Baldwin’s Book Barn, West Chester, England
A place like coming home into your favourite room, cats waiting to welcome you...

Massolit Books, Kraków, Poland
Kraków , is the second largest and one of the oldest cities in Poland. Situated on the Vistula River in the Lesser Poland region, the city dates back to the 7th century.

Imagine sitting here, listening to the centuries, dreaming ...

Livraria Lello, Porto, Portugal;
Divine neo-gothic bookstore considered the nearest to a stairway to heaven, opened in 1906.

Could any child or adult, resist those delicious reading nooks?
 Poplar Kid’s Republic, Beijing, China

Shakespeare & Company, Paris, France

Browse and marvel,  books upon books upon books in narrow hallways, sink into a chair, bliss...

Underground book store in Coober Pedy, Australia

If you ever visit the outback town of Coober Pedy, do not miss to visit this unique book store.
The ceiling and the walls have the beautiful lining of red veined earth,  it is like being in another world.

I have always a stack of  new books I want to read, old books I want to read again or  browse for favourite passages. I have also a Sony reader, I buy books on line, BUT nothing ever will substitute the pleasure, the happiness and  the thrill, to be in a great book store to choose a book or more. to have them stacked up on tables and chairs to be ready to be read..and read again.
Read books you want to read not books which you think you must read.

Do not buy or treat books like fast food. Titania

©Text Ts