Britta's Letters from (and sometimes about) Berlin

Wednesday, 9 April 2014

I promised you...

Britta Huegel


...to show you how the alteration of my hat (the pink one with pink fur) worked out.
Now that I read that Susan of "Southern Fascinations" still has tornadoes, and see on the header of Joanne's 'Cup on the Bus' that icicles still hang in Canada, I take my last chance to present it (though my friend Anne took me very much from the front - the fine pink cloche is not to be seen, only a small brim).
You might remember that I thought the old version was "Too much pink". Following my own subtle fine logics, after the alteration I bought a pink coat to counter the silver-grey, hahaha.
             It is my stratagem to counteract the doom-prognosis : "From a certain age on you are invisible." I am not. At least my coat is definitely not.
What looks here a bit like winter-fat is the result of a silver feather down-jacket under the coat over a dashy grey felt-jacket over a pullover - you get the message: it was a very, very Siberian-cold day in Berlin.
I could hardly move - and if I had been the sprayer of that cozy entrance of a house in Kreuzberg, I would hardly have been able to do a runner. Life is so interesting between all fronts: the wild Kreuzberg inhabitants might take me for a Member of The Gentrification Gang. The Anti-Fur-Fighters might use their little cans to spray on me - pink again :-)

Britta Huegel

Let's talk about the weather instead, to be on the safe side: Now we have had some beautiful spring days, warm, though today suddenly we had it cold again.

PS: (I think they call this phenomenon April)



12 comments:

  1. Dear Britta
    I believe my ice cycles may have to leave soon; it is warm enough to walk about and look at new plants coming up. But no anemone's are blooming pink or white, to go in their place, sadly. I hope you can shed a layer soon; and celebrate spring without so much fur on your head. I doubt you ever would be invisible!

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    1. Dear Joanne,
      that is a good information that spring is coming at last! Are the anemones only waiting - or were they killed by the frost? The wild version, I thought, is pretty tough. Today I even wore a woolen cap - 7°... But tulips on the Kudamm, the chestnuts already put on tiny candles, clouds of almond and cherry petals, and everywhere beautiful lime green - the eyes feast.

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  2. You invisible! definitely not - dear Britta you look stunning and look better than all the April cherry blossom.

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    1. Dear Rosemary,
      thank you! Some times one has to get reassured - though, as every Zen-Master teaches us, the aim is "The empty Mirror." But till then I hope I'll go up a few times in a balloon - you enticed me!

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  3. That smile enhances every color.

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    1. Dear Geo.,
      thank you, that is very kind. I was happy with my friend Anne as a visitor.

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  4. I am in love with the phenomenon of April.

    As to invisibility, how could a ray of winsome light ever go unnoticed?

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  5. Dear Suze,
    it might be that April is in my mind too, sometimes, though normally my temper is quite stable (I stare at the date in my passport and wonder... then I meet living people and am as young as I feel (well, I feel even younger).
    Husband tells me, it is what we in Germany call "scissors in the head", meaning: one transports one's fear onto others, though they might see things quite differently.
    But I see so many old people who fade... I don't want to!
    But I appreciate your words, thank you - I always fear that soon I will enter the part of life where I will be forced to try to become wise... but I don't want to - yet...

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    1. April in the Southwest is the end of winter, decisively. Typically. There was one April with snowfall. 1984. Oh, never mind. Come what May!

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    2. In Germany, April stands for "fickle". One day you have warm sun as in June, next day winds are chasing you as in November, and while you look with rapture at your too hastily planted (hothouse) plants on the balcony, suddenly a hailstorm hits you. That's why I wrote 'normally my temper is stable' - which it is.
      I utterly love your line "Come what May!" - Yes, Suze, I'll be on the look-out.

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  6. Britta...so pretty in pink! Funny when I bookmarked your blog, it was your "pink hat post" so when I visit via that link I always see you in your pretty hat! That lovely hat would have been welcomed here over the past days...wet and cool! Longing for real springtime weather to come and stay. No danger of you being invisible, dear friend, no matter your age! Easter blessings to you and yours! Susan

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  7. Dear Susan,
    thank you! I hope with you that your weather will change for better - spring and some warmth should go together at Easter. I wish you a happy time with your family at Easter (and after that too). Britta

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