Latte art, causing some of us to pause when the much-awaited drink arrives, is created by pouring microfoam or simply drawing in the foam, on top of a latte.
It’s use has been extended to include, as here, hot chocolate drinks.
I usually waited until they had turned from the table, before vacuuming the beverage down. Now that I only have black teas and coffees, it’s the top of others’ drinks I am photographing.
Considered by some as a good, square meal for breakfast, this photo is the last for
Becky’s squares this month.
Strictly speaking, I think my dad called it a Tyrolean hat (or Tirolerhut in German). Worn, here, as part of national costume, by my not-so-happy father and his brother.
They were once worn in countries like Austria, Italy, Germany and Switzerland but are not so common, now.
Apparently one style of Tyrolean became popular when Edward VII wore it during the time he lived in the Alps. I didn’t find his quite as dashing as Waldemar’s (my dad).
Only one of those long feathers was thinking inside the square for
Becky’s challenge, today.
Now, usually a high top loaf is white – unless it is a German grain loaf made in a breadmaker.
Fresh from the Panasonic
In fact, all loaves made in the breadmaker are high tops!
There’s nothing quite like fresh bread, warm from the oven or maker – unless it’s a new square top in
Becky’s April challenge.
And what a site!
Can I actually claim it to be mine?
It’s, of course,
Becky’s own squares.
My laptop is a close companion. I’m such a square
Becky’s squares, today, I have what appears to be a tree house, but is, in fact, a surf lifesaving lookout. It’s a matter of perspective, I guess.
At the Adelaide Fringe, this year, we saw a spectacular display in the Botanic Gardens, called Fire Show by French artists Compagnie Carabosse. One of the exhibits was this array of singlets illuminated from within, hung inside a glass house.
glowing singlet tops
Nothing too square about including that in
Becky’s April tops.
Walking in a more prestigious suburb, today, I had to leave the footpath to make way for something never seen in my own neighborhood.
Luxuriously leafy (and I daresay not native) trees in this area receive quick attention so that no unsightly piles such as these are visible for long.
A large street sweeper was at work on my right and we do get those.
The squaring up of council rates is likely to blame for this addition to
The view is probably much better up there, but the service wouldn’t be.
This group is entered in
Becky’s squares while they wait for stray chips
The subject of a hit song in 1972, the red back spider is very common in Australia. You can find it under your bike seat, table or, as here, under the rainwater tank or in the top of your watering can. Today it can also be found in
In the song, the singer is bitten on his bottom, because he didn’t see the spider on the toilet seat.
The red back bite can be lethal, but not commonly to adults. The song was a joke, really, full of colloquialisms.