Signal flags flewn (or hoisted?) on the Viking in Gothenburg Harbour - for decorative reasons, though, not for use as flag alphabet. The Viking is permanently moored there and hosts a restaurant as well as a hotel.
My father's retirement dream, his tiny model railway he's working at since his 50th birthday, with a part of the so-called "shadow station" where the trains not in use are parked in neat parallel rows (on parallel tracks, of course ;o) ). This part is going to be hidden below the final setup, so won't ever look any different than now.
He's going to be 70 this year and only has the landscape skeleton since last year, but plotting out te railing system and getting the hugely complicated electronics to work has been a major effort, and is what's really interesting him. But this is also going to recreate the railway "landscape" of our region in the 50s, and he has already all kinds of models of utility buildings which no longer exist along the local lines. I'm also highly amused by the fact that when he had his cataract surgery a few years back, he asked ot have his lenses made so he has the best possible sight for working with miniatures. His abilities in this regard now make him the envy of quite a few fellow fans! *lol* (To be honest, if I'll ever need cataract surgery, I might ask for the same - it'll be lovely to be able to sew and knit again without having to switch bewteen special reading glasses to regular reading glasses and back all the time and still not see well...)
The summit "post" (as the thing is really just a thigh-high stone post) of Belchen mountain, one of the highest elevations of the Black Forest. The hilly range in the background are the Vosges mountains in Alsace/France, with the Rhine valley in between. We were lucky to have such a spectacular view.
(Also, it wasn't intentional, but it seems this post is partly dedicatet to German regions... like the next prompt...)
Never to be Forgotten:
This is the entry to the Reich Labour Service (RAD) facility, kept as a memorial close to today's entry to the Black Moor in the Rhön region, built 1934-36. These facilities existed all over Germany during the National Socialism Period, and it was compulsive for every able young man (and, in the years before and during WWII, also women) between 18 and 24 to serve for six months in one of them. Part of the idea was educationg young people in important areas like agriculture and silviculture and all kinds of trades and crafts necessary to produce what a people needs to survive and thrive, the women also in effective housekeeping and producing and preserving of food for the family. Part of it was also more in-depth indoctrination of the young people, and to prepare the young men for the demands of war - and to produce free workpower for all kinds of areas.
This memorial calls to memory how something that might be a blessing for a struggling people can be so easily contorted into something negative, or, to put it more simply, how good intentions can be so easily contorted into bad results. I think this is a lesson nobody should ever forget.
At this location, the official plan was to foster knowledge in agri- and silviculture to forster a very poor and badly developed region, but failed with this attempt.
Considering the age of the birds, you might even call it school lunch or so. *g*