The Blossom Butcher of Bavaria
18 April 2019
One of the joys of strolling through Alpine villages in Bavaria in the summer is admiring the balcony flowers. Red, pink and white geraniums spill out from every window, lending color to the traditional white and brown half-timbered houses that line the streets.
It’s enchanting! This beat the big yards
with barking dogs and driveways from where I grew up – by a long shot.
“I can grow those balcony flowers, too,” was my first thought
after moving here. “I’m from the suburbs; we had a garden. I know all about spring
planting, weeding and fertilizing.” Tomatoes need to get a head start in
little boxes inside the house before you plant the seedlings outside as soon as
the last frost is past. Picking green beans in the rain will cause them to rust.
I even had insider knowledge: The smell of a ring of chives encircling the
garden would keep rabbits out.
The Ghost Hand
15 March 2019
To get to the train station, I walk down our
residential neighborhood street which is lined with old growth trees and
low-lying bushes. It’s the kind of place where you see kids riding up and down the street
on their bikes and mothers pushing their children in strollers. There’s a school
and daycare center on the street, so early in the morning parents can be seen
walking hand in hand with their kids to school. Other kids zoom past you on
their scooters, somehow managing to maintain their balance despite the fact
that the schoolbags on their backs are the same size that an army recruit would
take with him to basic training. Later in the day the same kids and parents
stream back out of the schoolgrounds.
Footprints from World War II
American of my generation, I grew up on WWII movies. America loves to glorify
its role in saving Europe from the Nazis (even though the Soviet Union paid a
far higher price), so TV shows and movies in the 1960s and 1970s were laden
with war scenes offering the opportunity for some American hero to save the
Rammed in the Tram
10 January 2019
How is it that Munich is the richest city in Germany but seems to have the worst public transportation system?
of these facts is backed up by fact. But Munich does have the reputation of
being pretty much “the” place to live and on visits to Berlin and other major
metropolises I have never experienced as many hassles as I have in Munich.
10 December 2018
I still remember when my father’s boss retired. I was about 10 years old and could remember him talking about his boss Harry from when I was a little girl. Harry was a great guy and he and my Dad shared the same engineer DNA. They swopped jokes and talked politics and exchanged stories about their kids growing up. So when it came for Harry to retire, my Dad was happy for him on the one hand as he prepared to make his way to a shiny new retirement home in Arizona, but sorry on the other, knowing he would sorely miss him after having worked together for 15 years.
Trains of Thought
15 November 2018
It’s a bright sunny day as my daughter and I
hop on the train to go to Berlin, taking a regional S-Bahn commuter train to
the main station. I contemplate how different Berlin is from relatively sleepy
Munich. While the latter city only gained economic importance in the 1960s and
was never more than the capital of Bavaria, Berlin was the capital of an empire
and boasts sweeping boulevards and bombastic buildings reminiscent of Paris,
Madrid or New York.
Studying Here, Studying There
2 October 2018
It’s Fall. After a record hot summer, the evenings have gotten cooler and chestnuts in their spiky husks are falling to the pavement, hopefully, and not onto some unwitting passersby’s head.
It is also my older daughter Natasha’s first year at university. For her, a whole new era begins. For me, it brings back memories of my own university education.
Here We Go Again
30 September 2018
Summer is over. In Germany the weather changes punctually, just like in Camelot, so on September 1st it cooled off right on schedule. But in Munich there’s another sure way to recognize that fall has arrived. Overnight men exchange their Bermuda shorts for Lederhosen and women doff their tankinis for Dirndls. It’s Oktoberfest time again!
Looking for the Moon
3 August 2018
I had set the timer on my phone set for exactly 10:00 pm. For one hour, the moon would align perfectly with the sun and earth in a rare occurrence. This configuration would put the moon fully in the earth’s core shadow causing the earth to refract the sunlight, bathing the moon in a muddy red light, thus the name “blood moon.”