En un campo devastado por la guerra, donde el humo y los escombros cubrían la tierra, un trébol de cuatro hojas 🍀 se alzaba orgulloso, creyéndose invencible. Se burlaba de los demás tréboles de tres hojas,

Hello Everyone! Today, I drew a watercolor painting of an ice cube falling into a glass of water. It's a simple drawing, but it's a bit difficult to draw the splashing water to make it look natural. In

The farther one moves away from Berlin, the more Brandenburg seems to become not just a landscape, but a state of mind. Beyond Neuruppin, beyond Nauenhof, further northeast still, lies Reichenow—sleepy,

Following the recent infrastructure proposal, several thoughtful questions came up in the comments and in community discussions. This post consolidates the responses and addresses the framing gaps that