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Willich Neersen Castle left side wing
Wonderful view of the eastern wing of the old Neersen castle with a nice park and with numerous decorative pieces from well known artists. This castle is public property of the city of Willich and the borough of Neersen. Festivals use to happen here in every summer.
Willich Neersen linker Seitenflügel
Ansicht des linken Seitenflügels des Neersener Schlosses. Im Park befinden sich auch noch zahlreiche plastische Objekte namhafter Künstler. Das Schloß ist Verwaltungssitz der Willicher Stadtverwaltung im Ortsteil Neersen.
Willich-Neersen kasteel linke vleugel
Aanzicht van het kasteel Neersen van de linke vleugel, er is ook nog een prachtige park erbij met mooie kunstobjecten - ook voor Nederlanders een leuk doel voor een klein uitstapje - niet zo ver weg van de grens!
Willich slot Neersen venstre fløjen
Udsigt på venstre fløjen af slottet Neersen, der ligger nær ved den lille by Willich. Der findes også en pragtfulde park derved med mange interessante kunstværker. Den er den administrative saede for kommunale myndigheder af byen Willich.
Germany? Before the beginning there was Ginnungagap, an empty space of nothingness, filled with pure creative power. (Sort of like the inside of my head.)And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!Odin made the many lakes and the fish in them. In his traverses across the lands he caused there to be the Mulheim Bridge in Cologne, as did he make the Mercury fountain, Mercury being of his nature.But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.Text by Steve Smith.