Author: Tricia A. Mitchell
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Flowers to Wish You a Happy Day
I’ve always thought that those who work at ice cream or florist shops must have perpetually happy days. There’s something about a golden cone overflowing with heaping scoops of ice cream, or paper brimming with beautiful flowers from the neighborhood Blumen shop that just puts one in a cheery mood.
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Photo du Jour: Geburtstag Greetings for Dad!
As they say in Germany, ‘Alles Gute zum Geburtstag.‘ Wishing you a Happy Birthday, Dad! ~With fond memories of birthdays past, especially the one where we whipped up Quark–Sahne-Kuchen with fresh raspberries from your garden in Ansbach! Mom was lacking letters for the cake, so its greeting was a mix of German and English – ‘Denglisch’.…
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Photo du Jour: Under the Rainbow – Heidelberg, Germany
Our visiting friends and family are both horrified and sympathetic when they learn that our circa 1762 apartment has 87 stairs, and dare I say, no elevator. I argue that the views of the Heidelberg Castle, church steeples and Königstuhl and Heiligenberg hills make the long ascent worthwhile.
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The Beauty and Tragedy of Sevilla, Part II
We arrived at Plaza de Toros de la Real Maestranza de Caballeria de Sevilla in the evening hours. The summer sun was still blazing down, the stadium grand with elegant trimmings. It is Spain’s oldest bullring; its construction began in 1749. There was anticipation in the air as merchants peddled striped seat cushions, cigars, frozen…
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The Beauty and Tragedy of Sevilla, Part I
Sevilla. The name evokes a variety of passionate images: Flamenco-dancing women clad in vibrant, polka dot-studded dresses, their feet striking a floor with thunderous blows… A matador de toros poised to enter a ring facing possible goring or death… Spirited bodega-goers clinking glasses overflowing with jewel-toned sangria and amber cerveza… On a balmy long weekend earlier this summer, Shawn…
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Candy Apples, Saloons, and a Sagebrush Cemetery: A Day Trip to Virginia City, Nevada
For a scribe who’s been in Germany for the past ten years, there isn’t much of a better way to reconnect with her American roots than to visit the wild, wild west. That’s just what Shawn and I did exactly one year ago when we spent the day playing in Virginia City, Nevada… Once a…
