An ancient carved pulpit, about 10 feet above the floor of the
church in St Goar, Germany, an old Rhine River port. It is just past what once was the treacherous waters of the Lorelei Rocks. Sailors making it through this passage would burn offerings or give money to some pagan diety for safe passage. St. Goar, an Irish missionery, thought the church might prosper and so, he established a mission here. Today, going through the Lorelei by boat mostly involves the captain playing an awful recording of the famous song, to which everyone sings along. Tacky, but fun.
It's always a good day when the tea is good. We went to lunch at what is becoming our favorite local Asian buffet, the Buffet Star on Old Vestal Road in Binghamton, NY. The tea today was really good. A very dark roast Oolong, with a lovely smokey scent and taste that really went very well with the food. I still haven't been able to find anyone there who speaks enough English to tell me the brand.
Later we had a very nice Upton's Keemun sample from last year, which I already reviewed. It has been so cool that a sturdy black tea is very appealing.
The deer are beginning to form herds and the yearling bucks are beginning to get horns, along with their winter coat, which is mostly a drab tan. A few of the younger ones still have summer's red, but it won't be for long. All three of the fawns have pretty much lost their spots. they come to graze in our backyard and on the edges of our road, so we can see all the changes they go through. They are beautiful animals, but I don't feel very kindly towards them when they eat my flower buds.