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Its bark is worse than its bite. Shag Bay, Geilston Bay. August 2013. Ein schönes Gedicht, obwohl meine Füße wund sind. Frühlingsglaube ( Faith in Spring ), Ludwig Uhland The gentle winds are awakened, They murmur and waft day and night, They create in every corner. Oh fresh scent, oh new sound! Now, poor dear, fear not! Now everything, everything must change. The world becomes more beautiful with each day, One does not know what may yet happen, The blooming doesn't want to end. The farthest, deepest valley blooms: Now, poor dear, forget the pain! Now everything, everything must change.

How old are you? Next to the overpass by Lindisfarne North Primary School, Lindisfarne. August 2013. More Qs and More As. As usual, I've pilfered them from Sunday Stealing. This week, a set of Awkwardly Intriguing Questions 1. What’s something you hide about your personality? I'm not certain that I do. Perhaps we all suppress elements of our vulnerability or sensitivities. 2. How do you deal with criticism? Tora tora tora! 3. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? Scratch my back for more than three seconds. 4. Which fictional character would you most like to have lunch with and why? Capt. John Yossarian. 5. Who would you say is your “anti” role model? Someone who serves as a warning rather than an inspiration? I've got a few of them. Perhaps it would be wise to just touch my nose and wink. 6. What’s the most infuriating thing your parents (or caregiver) do? Use my full name. 7. Which movie character do you most identify wit...