communication again

Here I'm standing with my first mobile phone - it's some years ago :-)

communication

The white rabbit is philosophizing:

"He has eyes – but cannot see,
he has a mouth – but cannot talk,
he has a nose – but cannot smell,
he has arms - but cannot give a hug,
he has no legs – and cannot walk,
and he can only live when it’s cold -
- but allthough I think he’s my friend, my cold kind friend. We’re communicating via telepathy. I allways know, where he is."

The white rabbit is glad about, that there's a lo-o-o-ong time to summer.

gravity

The white rabbit saw a bumblebee flying above him. "Hey, you're a bumblebee, aren't you?", he shouted to her. She flew a little lower, so they could talk without shouting. "Yes, I am, and my name is Bumble the Humble, because the other bees say, I'm so kind," she said. "What a nice name" , the white rabbit said. "but you know that? You cannot fly! You're too big and too heavy to fly."

Bumble the Humble said: "Oh, I didn't know that". She thought, she should fly down, so the rabbit shouldn't be sad, but she was in a hurry, so she flew higher and higher, while she shouted: "Sorry - sorry - I'm in a hurry".

crash

Porcu has found a very good lair, where he could survive the winter. The "floor" is covered with leaves from the autumn, and over the lair are black branches. He pushed some dirt away, and now he would find a place to sleep.

He turned around - and crashed towards someting. He wined - and then someone laughed. He saw, that it was an animal just like him, but happy. "My name is Porcupi", he said, "what's yours?" Porcu was yet a bit chocked, but he stammed out, that he is called Porcu. Then they said at the same time: "What are you doing here?" Porcupi laughed, even Porcu smiled.

Porcupi said: "Couldn't we be friends here in winter? When we are awake sometimes, we can see, we aren't alone." "Yes," said Porcu.

Porcu was a bit happy now, and he didn't stam so much. Life was more easy, now Porcupi was there. The last he thought before he fall asleep was: "I wish, we can be friends at spring and summer too."

sprout

The tree above is a very special tree. It is called a grassland-beech, because it's only growing in the land of the grassman and his friends.

The tree here is about 100 years. There are more than 200 leaves, the sheep tried once to count them. If there come rain and sunshine, one little sprout might turn into a tree like that above.

Isn't that magic?

There is only one problem: do white rabbits eat sprouts? Anyone who knows that?

red

One summernight the grass-man was out for a party. He was amongst his friends, music was good - life wasn't so bad, he thought. Actually life was very good for the grass-man.

Then he saw the most wonderful girl, he'd ever seen. She was dancing. He couldn't help looking at her most of the time. Then suddenly she was gone, he couldn't see her anymore. He got sad - until a beautiful voice said: "You look to be a sweet and kind man - should we dance?"

He got very happy and a little shy, and his cheeks turned red - almost as red as the walls in the danceroom.

That's how the grass-man met his girlfriend for the first time.

jokerman

I have been inspired from Brazil, of Mauricio's blog El Collage, http://elcollage.blogspot.com/ -

I think this song gets xtra qualities with the pictures, the music and the text simultaneous - that's just great, if you like Bob Dylan. I do indeed.

Thanks for showing it, Mauricio.

super hero

The grass-man has made some badges with a picture of his girlfriend. "She is my super hero," he said, "even the crownprincess Mary of Denmark can't cope with her. I love her and she loves me - I'm a lucky man."

Anyone who doesn't know our Crownprincess Mary? Then maybee you can google her?

phoenix

One day the cat walked in the field, looking for mice. Suddenly there was a large bird ahead him. "Hi, my name is Felix, and I'm a cat," he said. "My name is Phoenix, and I'm a Phoenix-bird," the bird said. "Ok, then I'm a Felix-cat," he smiled.

"Don't it hurt, the fire in your feet?" Felix asked. "Not at all, I'm born in fire," she said. Felix wondered: "Did you came out of the egg in fire?" The Phoenix-bird said: "I did not come out of an egg. When the previous Phoenix-bird was 500 years, she burned out in a fire and then I grew up of it."

"Very weird," Felix thought, "no-one will believe me, if I tell, that I've met at bird with burning feet, whose mother was 500 years and burned to death when this Phoenix-bird here came out of another thing than an egg!" Then he laughed: "Ah - she's making fun because it's new-year!"

He said "Happy Newyear to you too," and walked across the field to visit the grass-man and his friends. He only wondered why the fire didn't hurt the Phoenix-bird.

peace

It's night. Snow has fallen, and it squeaks, when the white rabbit walks through the wood upon the snow. Else it's a silent night.

Suddenly he stops. He sees, that one of the trees doesn't look like it usually do. In the top of the tree there is a star, and there is some golden shine around it.

It's very beautiful and peaceful, and the white rabbit wished, some of his friends were there to share the moment with him. He looks around him, and there, just there up in the sky, is a big, twinkling star. "It must be the peace-star," he thought, and sat down and enjoyed it. Just in that moment there was peace on earth.

For this night "the speedy rabbit" had changed to "the silent rabbit".

happy holidays

May you have a Merry Christmas and a Great and Happy Newyear - I'm looking forward in 2007 to see all the beautiful, happy, great, crazy, funny, wonderful, creative, expressive....and much more... images!

Will you HELP me to make a great 2007? :-)

Hugs from Denmark - georg

(In danish: Glædelig Jul og Godt Nytår!)

help

One night it started snowing. The sheep went out, she loves snowflakes. She tried to count them. It was difficult - when the lowest snowflakes hitted the ground, new came from the sky.

She called her very good friend Ursus for help. She thought, that he could count the upper flakes and she could count the lower.

It was still difficult, but they helped one another.

winter

The grassman loves to see snow is falling - from the inside of the window. He doesn't like to be outside when it's winter. He has made a poem:

No grass can grow
in the snow
that's why I say it loud:
I will not go out!

When it's winter, he looses his grasshair, but it's growing out next spring, so he doesn't care.

mask

" Hi Porcu and Sheep, what are you going to do?" the bluebird asked. "We're going to the white rabbit," the porcupine said, "and we will surprise him - he can't recognize us at all, because we have our masks on," the porcupine said. The bluebird laughed: "Yes, you're complete hidden, Porcu and Sheep - enjoy!"

"Yes, we are hidden. I only wonder how she knows our names?" the porcupine said. The sheep smiled - this was one of the rare moments, where the porcupine was happy. Especially in these times, where the grass is grey and the leaves have disappeared (nearly), he was a bit depressed. Winter is coming, and soon he should make a winter lair. He remembered, that he would miss his friends. But he had to - else he couldn't survive the winter.

might

One simple question: What has the strongest power - a dandelion or asphalt? The answer is not logical but fabolous: the dandelion! It can broke even the hardest asphalt and bloom with it's sunshine-flowers and white star-stick. The weather is so fine here, maybee it's thinking spring's here one more time?

After the rain comes the earthworm up on the road, looking for something, I don't know what, and two autumn-butterflies are trying to reach the clouds. That's autumn at the land of the grass-man.

an inventor

Here you see an inventor. He's the man, who invents the words, that bloggers shall write to show, that they're not spamming, but are going to write a true comment for a blog.

It's a hard and difficult job, but luckily he is very creative and uses many different fonts, colours and letters. He will not use wellknown words, because it would be too easy for the comment-writers.

invention

One day the sheep said to the grassman's girlfriend: "All other sheep have curls, but I have squared hair - why?".

The grassman's girlfriend looked at her. "You could try this. Normally it's foolish if a sheep like you are going to be glamourized, but here the nature has gone crazy while given you squares! I think it's ok to help the nature a bit," and she lend her her curling iron.

"What a marvellous invention," thinks the sheep, and in her thoughts it was raining curls...

thanksgiving

The ram Ursus said to the sheep: "I'm giving you my love". The sheep said "Thanks".

clear

The porcupine has cleaned the window from the inside. Or - he has tried. He couldn't reach the glass at the top, and that's why this still is dirty. He is very sad about that he can't see the pretty red flower. The bottom of the window is quite clear.

"I can't even clean a window," he said sadly. "That's only because you're a porcupine, " the autumn-butterfly said. "You're not created to do that." "But - I can't do anything right", he cried. The butterfly said: "Oh yes, you're the best one here to curl up." "Yes I am," said the porcupine a bit happy and proud too.

Maybee we should ask the grassman to clean the rest?

smoke by boots

The turtle is burning her red boots. When she's wearing them, her feet is quite wet by sweat. She would rather get her feet wet by water instead, that doesn't stink.

Besides she thinks, the boots look a bit silly. "I'm not a peacock or a human being, I don't need such decoration. I'm a turtle, and I'm proud of being a turtle", she told the grass-man. He agreed.