tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479864743377936382012-02-16T10:06:26.438-08:00thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.comBlogger301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-26913164676541515582009-12-31T05:34:00.001-08:002010-02-03T06:52:01.884-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0M27-oJC3I/AAAAAAAAB_8/45o1QYuwrBE/s1600-h/G%C3%A4nses%C3%A4gers+am+StaSee+2006_1223++0048+k5+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0M27-oJC3I/AAAAAAAAB_8/45o1QYuwrBE/s320/G%C3%A4nses%C3%A4gers+am+StaSee+2006_1223++0048+k5+zwooo.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Gänsesäger!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Schürzenjäger!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sieh mich an</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sei ein Mann!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sägerin!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Klägerin?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Laß ihn sausen</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Samt den Flausen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tandaradei</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Brut vorbei</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Vogel frei!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-2691316467654151558?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-34510595372858464142009-12-31T05:33:00.001-08:002010-01-24T09:32:40.184-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzyoD6qGFfI/AAAAAAAAB90/MOx8AsQFZZM/s1600-h/Spatz+juv+k+2009_0519++081+k2a+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S1Sr_T5XS2I/AAAAAAAACDM/VmQFiP69N1E/s1600-h/800+Schildkr%C3%B6teGimpelSchneemann+k+2008_0106C-divv+003+kxx+viiie+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S1yC_gwbGdI/AAAAAAAACE0/wU5ATVmx-AE/s1600-h/VogelhausSchildkr%C3%B6te+2007_0624++0169+kxx+zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S1yEMQjGr_I/AAAAAAAACE8/KWrOQ59wDXg/s1600-h/VogelhausSchildkr%C3%B6te+2007_0624++0169+kxxx+zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S1yEMQjGr_I/AAAAAAAACE8/KWrOQ59wDXg/s320/VogelhausSchildkr%C3%B6te+2007_0624++0169+kxxx+zwooo+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Eine Schildkröte sagte zum Vogel klein:<br /></div>Wie schlimm, so eingesperrt zu sein!<br />Was nützen dir güld’ne Volieren?<br /><br />Das Vögelein unterbrach sein Lied:<br />Ich sehe da keinen Unterschied<br />Lebst nicht auch du hinter Barrieren?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3451059537285846414?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-88194683364617666492009-12-31T05:31:00.001-08:002010-01-27T09:14:23.063-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szynop7TauI/AAAAAAAAB9s/i_pIgLi22a0/s1600-h/Gorilla+i+Sonne+3+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szynop7TauI/AAAAAAAAB9s/i_pIgLi22a0/s320/Gorilla+i+Sonne+3+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2Byt4SlXrI/AAAAAAAACGM/MZB3ov3bxQo/s1600-h/EselReiterStoppelfeld++2009_1004Rotwand+123++kx3+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2Byt4SlXrI/AAAAAAAACGM/MZB3ov3bxQo/s320/EselReiterStoppelfeld++2009_1004Rotwand+123++kx3+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Der Esel trinkt gern Wasser<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Er ist ein Biereshasser<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und tut's ganz ohne Hinterlist<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Dieweil er halt ein Esel ist.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-8819468336461766649?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-80996729416232463542009-12-31T03:12:00.000-08:002010-01-02T06:32:17.526-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzyGpwvIjsI/AAAAAAAAB9k/VZ-vsaeV2iA/s1600-h/T%C3%BCmmler+II+++2009_0327C-046+k2a+zwoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzyGpwvIjsI/AAAAAAAAB9k/VZ-vsaeV2iA/s320/T%C3%BCmmler+II+++2009_0327C-046+k2a+zwoo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Es sprach die Tümmlerin zum Tümmler:<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wir sollten uns nun wahrlich tummeln<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und schneller durch der Wellen Berge<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und Täler flitzen, statt zu grummeln.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Der Tümmler dachte: Eigentümlich<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Warum soll ich mich schnell&nbsp;bewegen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wo wir doch keine Ziele haben<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und nicht mal eine Absicht hegen?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-8099672941623246354?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-57645526982179308352009-12-31T03:06:00.000-08:002009-12-31T03:06:32.538-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzyFMwgXWlI/AAAAAAAAB9c/7n7cOvoIljM/s1600-h/Floh+FensterGletscher10x10++k2a+2+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzyFMwgXWlI/AAAAAAAAB9c/7n7cOvoIljM/s320/Floh+FensterGletscher10x10++k2a+2+accc.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Auf dem großen Aletschgletscher<br />Saß ein kleiner Gletscherfloh<br />Der war von früh bis abends froh<br />Er liebte das Geplätscher<br />Der Gletschermilch im Gletscherbach.<br /><br />Aber, ach<br />Urplötzlich brach<br />Des Gletschers große Zunge ab<br />Und stürzte krachend und polternd<br />Ins Tal hinab.<br /><br />Das tat spritzen<br />Der Floh blieb sitzen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-5764552698217930835?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-66352558700596359682009-12-30T10:33:00.000-08:002009-12-30T10:33:09.548-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuciziiWSI/AAAAAAAAB9E/s5c9HHDnrEM/s1600-h/Dackelneu+2009_1004++021+kxxx+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuciziiWSI/AAAAAAAAB9E/s5c9HHDnrEM/s320/Dackelneu+2009_1004++021+kxxx+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mein Dackel mag keinen Kaiserschmarrn<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Weder auswärts noch zu Hause.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wenn ich mit ihm in die Berge geh'<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Kriegt er seine eigene Jause.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und wenn wir dann auf der Baita sind<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bestell' ich ihm Würstel con Krauti<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Doch der Hundling schaut nur eine an:<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Die Hündin des Wirts namens Trauti.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-6635255870059635968?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-35751236196314754902009-12-30T10:29:00.001-08:002009-12-30T10:29:38.221-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szubqe0Q7bI/AAAAAAAAB88/0vhyNiikacU/s1600-h/%4002+Eisb%C3%A4r+kk+2009_0717+048+k3+3a+tviiier+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szubqe0Q7bI/AAAAAAAAB88/0vhyNiikacU/s320/%4002+Eisb%C3%A4r+kk+2009_0717+048+k3+3a+tviiier+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein Eisbär auf Spitzbergen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Träumte von Wurzelzwergen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Er träumte von Gnomen und Feen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wie er sie noch niemals gesehen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Dann träumte er lange<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Von brennendem Holz<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bis alles Eis unter ihm <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Zerschmolz.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und mit ihm fast ganz <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Spitzbergen.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3575123619631475490?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-30154620742707310212009-12-30T10:26:00.000-08:002010-01-09T08:49:46.360-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szua7LeHV1I/AAAAAAAAB80/g1IBmMAHgPc/s1600-h/Star+10x15+k+2008_0315+154+k2a+300+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0izljjfD0I/AAAAAAAACBs/n4Un93i1t9U/s1600-h/Star+10x15+k+2008_0315+154+k2a+300+beringt+2+zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0izljjfD0I/AAAAAAAACBs/n4Un93i1t9U/s320/Star+10x15+k+2008_0315+154+k2a+300+beringt+2+zwooo+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Der Star sitzt auf dem Starenhaus<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und sucht sich von den Würmern aus<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Die ihm die Starin bringt<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Die Starin ist beringt.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Da kann er fröhlich quinquillieren<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Braucht seine Zeit nicht zu verlieren<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mit Futtersuchen.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Pustekuchen!<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Die Starin ist beschwingt<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Weil er ihr so schön singt.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3015462074270731021?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-32239389006617886862009-12-30T10:23:00.000-08:002010-01-04T12:20:36.652-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuaM2JjNKI/AAAAAAAAB8s/CWYO5wbtI7k/s1600-h/%4010+SchwanDurchblick+III+2009_0225+028+k2a+TC+mR+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0IURf1J01I/AAAAAAAAB_c/mk2qiYjxHTQ/s1600-h/%4010+SchwanDurchblick+III+2009_0225+028+k2a+TC+mR+SU+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0IWHW0ZqPI/AAAAAAAAB_k/foWMGZ3Qbc8/s1600-h/%4010+SchwanDurchblick+III+2009_0225+028+k4+TC+mR+SU+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0IXcEd0A4I/AAAAAAAAB_s/CAj07SJWSGw/s1600-h/%4010+SchwanDurchblick+III+2009_0225+028+k4+TC+mR+SU+zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0IXcEd0A4I/AAAAAAAAB_s/CAj07SJWSGw/s320/%4010+SchwanDurchblick+III+2009_0225+028+k4+TC+mR+SU+zwooo+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Immer bei Sonnenuntergang<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wurde dem uralten Schwan<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ums Herze sehr bang.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Da hob er an mit seinem Gesang<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Jenem schönen, jubelnden<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lautlosen Klang.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Und alle die kleinen Schwänchen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Weinten heimlich ein paar Tränchen.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3223938900661788686?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-59414914260289949212009-12-30T10:19:00.001-08:002009-12-30T10:19:37.438-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuZYBiKTyI/AAAAAAAAB8k/MtU45BLVhNk/s1600-h/%4008Krebel+axb+2008_1103C-n+347+k4b++2+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuZYBiKTyI/AAAAAAAAB8k/MtU45BLVhNk/s320/%4008Krebel+axb+2008_1103C-n+347+k4b++2+accc.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Eine kleine Nebelkrähe<br />Suchte gern des Krebels Nähe.<br /><br />Seine blauen Augen<br />Mochten ihr schon taugen<br />Seine grünen Krallen<br />Wollten ihr gefallen<br />Und sein roter Mund<br />Machte sie gesund.<br /><br />Da lüpft' sie ihre Schwingen<br />Und hob an zu singen:<br />Eine kleine Nebelkrähe ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-5941491426028994921?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-32271764686299904312009-12-30T10:16:00.001-08:002009-12-30T10:16:36.150-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuY1ZEuTQI/AAAAAAAAB8c/PmXybkyzK00/s1600-h/%4004+KragenB%C3%A4rAlmh%C3%BCtte+wei%C3%9F+neu++fc+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuY1ZEuTQI/AAAAAAAAB8c/PmXybkyzK00/s320/%4004+KragenB%C3%A4rAlmh%C3%BCtte+wei%C3%9F+neu++fc+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein Kragenbär wird oft verhöhnt.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Er hat sich zwar nicht dran gewöhnt<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Doch möchte er nicht richten<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wenn andere Nonsens dichten.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3227176468629990431?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-29693188510676398732009-12-30T10:13:00.001-08:002009-12-30T10:13:30.668-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuX_CNrVrI/AAAAAAAAB8U/lbSdSPXGu9o/s1600-h/%4001+800+13x18+HasiBalkon+185+k3++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuX_CNrVrI/AAAAAAAAB8U/lbSdSPXGu9o/s320/%4001+800+13x18+HasiBalkon+185+k3++.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Häslein in der Grube<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Saß und schlief<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Saß und schlief.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Häslein am Balkone<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Stand und rief<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Stand und rief:<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Manch' Hasenfuß im Gegenlicht<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hat beim Eierlegen Gicht.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Im Gegenlicht<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Beim Legen Gicht.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-2969318851067639873?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-33636529711007741732009-12-30T10:08:00.000-08:002009-12-30T10:10:52.408-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuWssoaP3I/AAAAAAAAB78/jqm1UvVI1vw/s1600-h/roterOchsen+4+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuXnjsjtWI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Oe0ZeZ2hRAI/s1600-h/roterOchsen+4+zwooo+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuXnjsjtWI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Oe0ZeZ2hRAI/s320/roterOchsen+4+zwooo+accc.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein Ochse<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Nach fast fünfzehn Meilen Fahrt<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sagte zu seinem Gespannkamerad:<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Kein Wunder<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Daß wir müde und abgespannt<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sind wir doch zusammen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fast dreißig Meilen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Gerannt.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3363652971100774173?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-28451480896975839372009-12-30T10:04:00.000-08:002010-01-02T05:47:16.643-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuV-gbor4I/AAAAAAAAB70/bBQQA3-kLzs/s1600-h/%4012+L%C3%A4mmergeier+neu600sw+kl+neu2++zwooo+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sz9OXRoQaqI/AAAAAAAAB-c/Tq06PXzDjwQ/s1600-h/800+%4012+L%C3%A4mmergeierSch%C3%A4fer+600sw+kl+neu+5a++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sz9OXRoQaqI/AAAAAAAAB-c/Tq06PXzDjwQ/s320/800+%4012+L%C3%A4mmergeierSch%C3%A4fer+600sw+kl+neu+5a++.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein Lämmergeier, gar nicht faul<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Holte sich Lamm für Lamm<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bis er, als keins mehr übrig war<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Belämmert sich vorkam.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-2845148089697583937?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-20022931004849705942009-12-30T10:01:00.000-08:002010-01-06T03:34:59.101-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuUtgfHSsI/AAAAAAAAB7s/QODsqmAXduQ/s1600-h/%4003+H%C3%BChner+2008_0613348+k2a++++kx++tauuu+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0Rxy7boIXI/AAAAAAAACAc/BdSfVG1mZOE/s1600-h/Huhn+II+k+2010_0101divNeujahr+073+k2+umbl%C3%A4tt++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0RyvJ6sewI/AAAAAAAACAk/Nj4BFAKBlEs/s1600-h/HuhnHahn+II+2008_0613++274+zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0RyvJ6sewI/AAAAAAAACAk/Nj4BFAKBlEs/s320/HuhnHahn+II+2008_0613++274+zwooo+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Es krähte ein Gockel auf dem Mist<br />Wie es bei Gockeln üblich ist:<br /><br />Ein Huhn, das nach anderen Hühnern pickt<br />Steckt mitten im Loyalitätskonflikt!<br />Kikeriki.<br />Wie denn das?, riefen die Hühner<br />Gick, gack?<br />Die erste zu sein im Hühnerpferch<br />oder in der Hühner großen Nation<br />Mag schön sein, doch Hühner vereinigt euch!<br />Sonst landet ihr in der Bratstation!<br />Kikeriki.<br />Und du? Und du?, fragten die Hühner<br />Putt, putt?<br /><br />Hähnen, die auf dem Miste kräh'n<br />Kann nichts gescheh'n.<br />Kikeriki<br />Hihikeriki!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-2002293100484970594?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-87878116547652254672009-12-30T09:55:00.000-08:002009-12-30T09:55:35.548-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuTtLfQXRI/AAAAAAAAB7k/3hJgR1JhX1A/s1600-h/%4011W%C3%BCstenspringmaus600+farb+mit3a+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuTtLfQXRI/AAAAAAAAB7k/3hJgR1JhX1A/s320/%4011W%C3%BCstenspringmaus600+farb+mit3a+accc.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Einst ging der kessen Wüstenspringmaus<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Im heißen Wüstensand die Puste aus.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Da kam ihr die Idee, die kühne:<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ick setz' mir uff' 'ne Wanderdüne!<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Gesagt, getan, sie hüpft hinauf<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Schon nahm die Chose ihren Lauf.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Die Düne blieb zwar häufig stahn<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Doch kam sie immerhin voran.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-8787811654765225467?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-38379732180495728882009-12-30T09:51:00.000-08:002009-12-30T09:51:44.533-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuIwoZoS9I/AAAAAAAAB7c/bIf1tNLkLYo/s1600-h/%4009+Kuckuck+koloriert+Wolken+kx+accc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuIwoZoS9I/AAAAAAAAB7c/bIf1tNLkLYo/s320/%4009+Kuckuck+koloriert+Wolken+kx+accc.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Ein Kuckuck, hochnotpeinlich befragt<br />Hat nichts verschwiegen, sondern alles gesagt:<br /><br />Eier in fremde Nester gelegt?<br />Sind ausgebrütet und die Jungen gehegt.<br />Kuckuck!<br />Mit Eseln um die Wette gesungen?<br />Das ist längst überall hin gedrungen.<br />Kuckuck!<br />Sich zu schaffen gemacht an fremden Türen?<br />Was kümmern mich Gerichtsvollziehers Allüren?<br />Kuckuck!<br /><br />Zum Kuckuck mit dieser Verhöraktion<br />Die Vorwürfe kenn' ich zu lange schon!<br />Kuckuck!<br />Kuckuck!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3837973218049572888?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-40812912279955034192009-12-30T09:05:00.000-08:002009-12-30T09:05:28.502-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuH2fUQUYI/AAAAAAAAB7U/4ImxX9JUQp0/s1600-h/%4006+SchneckeRaupe+kk+DSC_0202+007+k2a+1500fc+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuH2fUQUYI/AAAAAAAAB7U/4ImxX9JUQp0/s320/%4006+SchneckeRaupe+kk+DSC_0202+007+k2a+1500fc+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Eine junge Weinbergschnecke<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lief einst eine lange Strecke<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Von zehn Zentimetern.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Doch als dieser sehr beherzten<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Schnecke bald die Füße schmerzten<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fing sie an zu zetern.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ach, wenn ich doch Beine hätte<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lange, starke, sehr adrette<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wie würd' ich da rennen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bräuchte nicht zu flennen!<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Warum müssen Weinbergschnecken<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Rennen wie die Narren?<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sie sollten lieber <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Verharren!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-4081291227995503419?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-73967473644302694652009-12-30T09:00:00.001-08:002010-01-28T10:44:41.818-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzuG_BqR18I/AAAAAAAAB7M/TfGHLaXRv1k/s1600-h/%4005+ReiterinWald+V+neu+2009_0422++063++k2d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2HVVRo43LI/AAAAAAAACGs/91-_fFz0yAU/s1600-h/Reiter+Wiese+II+2010_0128Winter+081+kx+zwooo+++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2HYcxK19vI/AAAAAAAACG0/dPbgd5Jirkc/s1600-h/Reiter+Wiese+II+2010_0128Winter+081+kxx+zwooo+++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2HZ0UA4M0I/AAAAAAAACG8/HVZ-ugq1rFU/s1600-h/Reiter+Wiese+II+2010_0128Winter+081+kxx+zwooo2+++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2HZ0UA4M0I/AAAAAAAACG8/HVZ-ugq1rFU/s320/Reiter+Wiese+II+2010_0128Winter+081+kxx+zwooo2+++.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hoppe, hoppe Reiter<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Reite immer weiter<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Laß' dein Pferdchen traben<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Springen über'n Graben<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fall' nicht in den Dreck<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Denn das hat kein' Zweck.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-7396747364430269465?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-8578075233501049272009-12-30T07:32:00.001-08:002009-12-30T07:32:43.751-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SztyfUuGLmI/AAAAAAAAB7E/_YlmI59X48Y/s1600-h/%4007+Ziege+kk+2009_0920+003+k2+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SztyfUuGLmI/AAAAAAAAB7E/_YlmI59X48Y/s320/%4007+Ziege+kk+2009_0920+003+k2+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Der Ziege an der Leine bang<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ziehe nie die Beine lang!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-857807523350104927?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-90853264135981236262009-12-30T07:27:00.000-08:002009-12-30T07:27:41.464-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SztxTgrPPVI/AAAAAAAAB68/adTcvNMtroA/s1600-h/c+Karpfen+10x15+2008_0705+139+k2a+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SztxTgrPPVI/AAAAAAAAB68/adTcvNMtroA/s320/c+Karpfen+10x15+2008_0705+139+k2a+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Er suchte nach einem Wanderfelchen<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Doch fand er ihn nicht<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Da erfand er welchen.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-9085326413598123626?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-36463624516746057392009-12-28T10:55:00.000-08:002010-01-03T11:01:32.304-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szj-5TM2ZdI/AAAAAAAAB6c/hSkprL_F_Fc/s1600-h/Fliege+10x15+kk+2008_0809Pozehn+045+k2a+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Szj-5TM2ZdI/AAAAAAAAB6c/hSkprL_F_Fc/s320/Fliege+10x15+kk+2008_0809Pozehn+045+k2a+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Jüngst fing ein Büblein eine Fliege<br /></div>- ein auserles’nes Exemplar - <br />Und rief: Damit ich mehr noch kriege<br />Will ich sie züchten. Wunderbar!<br /><br />So füttert er mit Zuckerbrot<br />Mit Honig sie und mit Nektar.<br />Doch schon am Abend war sie tot<br />Weil es ‘ne Eintagsfliege war.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3646362451674605739?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-34822280983551887782009-12-26T07:26:00.000-08:002009-12-26T07:26:38.579-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzYqW6fzVYI/AAAAAAAAB58/J6BJl5oAF0U/s1600-h/zweiFuchs+2009_0108BBMoor+132+kxx++zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzYqW6fzVYI/AAAAAAAAB58/J6BJl5oAF0U/s320/zweiFuchs+2009_0108BBMoor+132+kxx++zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Wem sind die hoch hängenden Trauben zu sauer?<br />Wer liegt vor dem Hühnerstall auf der Lauer?<br />Wer hat einem Raben den Käse abgeschwatzt<br />Und einem Bären sein Fell zerkratzt?<br /><br />Wer streicht ums Haus völlig ungeniert<br />Und hat schon Aesop und La Fontaine inspiriert?<br />Wes‘ Fell schmiegt sich um den Hals der Damen?<br />Wer leiht einem Bandwurm seinen Namen?<br /><br />Na klar, der Reinecke ist’s! Der Fuchs!<br /><br />Er ist von stattlichem Wuchs<br />Und geht mit stets hungrigem Magen<br />Den leckeren Kitzlein an den Kragen.<br /><br />Er ist‘s<br />Doch er ißt’s nicht<br />Er frißt‘s.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3482228098355188778?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-89754246419151583332009-12-23T02:22:00.000-08:002009-12-23T02:30:45.892-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzHu6H4-rBI/AAAAAAAAB48/VoPY8fANabA/s1600-h/Eisvogel+im+Flug+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzHxT0jdmWI/AAAAAAAAB5E/xJEVj-PUhoA/s1600-h/Eisvogel+im+Flug+kx++zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzHxT0jdmWI/AAAAAAAAB5E/xJEVj-PUhoA/s320/Eisvogel+im+Flug+kx++zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein türkis-blau-rotes Eisvogelmännchen<br /></div>Saß vor einem antiken Kaffekännchen<br />Gefüllt mit erlesenem Eiswein.<br /><br />Gleich daneben stand<br />Mit Gewürzen besteckt<br />Und mit Soße bedeckt <br />Ein allerköstlichstes Eisbein.<br /><br />Dieses Gericht<br />Sah der Eisvogel nicht.<br /><br />Er war aus Meißen – <br />Und aus Porzellan.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-8975424641915158333?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-48554894440680969072009-12-22T05:20:00.000-08:002009-12-22T05:20:14.141-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzDHU8PIitI/AAAAAAAAB40/w7a214Ucxfo/s1600-h/%4013Rind+neu++2008_0628Herzogstand215+kxx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SzDHU8PIitI/AAAAAAAAB40/w7a214Ucxfo/s320/%4013Rind+neu++2008_0628Herzogstand215+kxx.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Junge Kühe, Färsen, Kälber<br />Fliegen nicht, sie schreiten selber<br />Von der Alm hinab ins Tal.<br /><br />Lassen nun mit Herzeleide<br />Ihrer Jugend frohe Weide<br />Und ihr Weg wird schmal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-4855489444068096907?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-73697178939169441502009-12-20T11:38:00.001-08:002009-12-20T11:38:57.332-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sy59HwtWmFI/AAAAAAAAB4M/8T46zyCH2O0/s1600-h/Gimpel+10x15+2008_0105Moosm%C3%BChle231+k3+fc3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sy59HwtWmFI/AAAAAAAAB4M/8T46zyCH2O0/s320/Gimpel+10x15+2008_0105Moosm%C3%BChle231+k3+fc3.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wintersonnentag<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Werbende Dompfaffrufe<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Künden vom Frühling.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-7369717893916944150?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-63197669472504618562009-12-20T07:23:00.001-08:002010-01-05T10:59:04.485-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sy5A-EglF0I/AAAAAAAAB38/Lh8jbSqeQcw/s1600-h/Krokos+drei+2008_1110C-Hellabrunn+076+kx++zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sy5Gi-qPkSI/AAAAAAAAB4E/oEje-FCgmvU/s1600-h/Krokos+drei+II+2008_1110C-Hellabrunn+076+kxxx+zwooo2++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0OL8iBrs0I/AAAAAAAACAE/FFfMFxSdYoo/s1600-h/Krokos2+II+BaumSchilf+2009_1027C-div+013+kxx+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S0OL8iBrs0I/AAAAAAAACAE/FFfMFxSdYoo/s320/Krokos2+II+BaumSchilf+2009_1027C-div+013+kxx+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein Krokodil <br /></div>Vom roten Nil<br />Sucht‘ nach der Esche <br />Yggdrasil<br />Und kam schon bald<br />In einen Wald<br />Vor lauter Bäumen<br />Sah’s nicht viel.<br /><br />Sah nur Föhren, Fichten und Tannen<br />Und ging alsbald von hinnen nach dannen.<br />Es dachte,&nbsp;zwar hat es mir nichts genützt<br />Doch&nbsp;bin ich&nbsp;aus anderem Holze geschnitzt<br /><br />Als alle die staubigen Brüder<br />Am Nile auf und nieder.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-6319766947250461856?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-31899307149602750512009-12-19T12:13:00.000-08:002009-12-19T12:13:33.909-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sy0zfAQoMuI/AAAAAAAAB3k/aTrKr3ROmjc/s1600-h/Hase+kk+DSC_0144+185+k2+zwooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/Sy0zfAQoMuI/AAAAAAAAB3k/aTrKr3ROmjc/s320/Hase+kk+DSC_0144+185+k2+zwooo.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ein Löffler fragte einen Hasen:<br /></div>Hörst du schon die Jäger blasen?<br />Du hast die besseren Ohren<br />Meine sind mir im Eise erfroren.<br /><br />Der Hase antwortete keck:<br />Du nennst dich Löffler und deine Ohren sind weg?<br />Das ist ja Ettikettenschwindel<br />Scher‘ fort und pack dein Bündel!<br /><br />Er hatte noch nicht zu Ende gesprochen<br />Als ihm des Jägers Pfeil <br />Das Herz gebrochen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-3189930714960275051?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-88036498847685199622009-12-19T05:08:00.000-08:002009-12-19T05:10:19.744-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SyzQWZLRKDI/AAAAAAAAB3c/io35fulKa8I/s1600-h/%40%40+Elster++2009_0906++070++kx+a+zwooo+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/SyzQWZLRKDI/AAAAAAAAB3c/io35fulKa8I/s320/%40%40+Elster++2009_0906++070++kx+a+zwooo+.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Die Elster sah vom Baum auf eine Wachtel herab<br />Und krächzte: Bau du nur dein Nestchen.<br />Ich will mich lieber verwirklichen<br />Und feiere gerne ein Festchen.<br /><br />Nun hol‘ ich mir noch einen silbernen Ring<br />Aus dem offenen Fenster dort drüben.<br />Du weißt ja, daß man sich kümmern muß.<br />Um erfolgreich zu sein, muß man üben!<br /><br />Sie erhob sich und flog zum Bauernhaus<br />Und pickte nach einem der Ringe<br />Als sie ein Schrotschuß des Bauern traf.<br />Das änderte viele Dinge.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-8803649884768519962?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347986474337793638.post-89940711803380508752009-12-18T09:03:00.000-08:002010-02-05T04:46:35.495-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2cQme3NCrI/AAAAAAAACIU/NS6FGqBjY2w/s1600-h/T%C3%B6lpe%C3%B6LummeHelgolandWolken+kk+2009_0906Gamsalm+070+kx+flood+zwooo+++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2fkb1OrkkI/AAAAAAAACIc/9thD0bnwWqo/s1600-h/LummeT%C3%B6lpel+HeogolandWolken+neu++2009_0906++070+kyyy+zwooo+++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2wS_T8LA-I/AAAAAAAACJk/8_PVAndaMvo/s1600-h/LummeT%C3%B6lpel+HeogolandWolken+III+2009_0906++070+kzzz2+zwooo+end++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k7A2CRmeN_Q/S2wS_T8LA-I/AAAAAAAACJk/8_PVAndaMvo/s320/LummeT%C3%B6lpel+HeogolandWolken+III+2009_0906++070+kzzz2+zwooo+end++.jpg" /></a></div><br />Ein Baßtölpel traf auf Helgoland<br />Eine Trottellumme, zwar nicht am Strand<br />Doch hoch auf einer Felsgalerie.<br /><br />Er fragte sie: Wollen Sie mit mir geh’n?<br />Wir könnten zusammen die Welt anseh‘n.<br />Sie sagte: Das tat ich noch nie!<br /><br />Ich sitze auf meinem einzigen Ei – <br />Sie wissen, ich lege niemals zwei –<br />Und wünsche mir Nachwuchs, gesunden.<br /><br />Ach? Fragen Sie doch bei der Nachbarin an<br />Ob sie nicht Ihr Ei mit besitzen kann<br />Bis wir kommen in ein, zwei Stunden.<br /><br />Sie schüttelt‘ den Kopf<br />Und sagte: Sie Tropf!<br />Ich bin eine Lummendame!<br /><br />Wir Trottellummen<br />Sind nicht die Dummen<br />Da täuschte Sie wohl der Name.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347986474337793638-8994071180338050875?l=thellos-thierleben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09133184543494548178noreply@blogger.com0