#the palace gardens of Schönbrunn | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

Tumblr was the first site to host the blog for President Barack Obama in 2011.

#the palace gardens of Schönbrunn

paramedicabroad · 5 months

Text

Palace and Gardens of Schönbrunn

Embark with me on a virtual journey to the enchanting Schönbrunn Palace and Gardens, a UNESCO World Heritage Site nestled in the heart of Vienna, Austria. This imperial masterpiece invites you to wander through opulent chambers, stroll amid meticulously landscaped gardens, and immerse yourself in the grandeur of Habsburg royalty.

Schönbrunn Palace and Gardens received UNESCO recognition in 1996. The inscription celebrates the site's exceptional cultural and natural significance, acknowledging its role as a harmonious blend of architectural brilliance and natural splendor.

Begin your exploration at Schönbrunn Palace, the former summer residence of the Habsburg monarchs. Marvel at its Baroque architecture and golden accents, reflecting the grandeur of an era gone by. The palace boasts over 1,400 rooms, each echoing with tales of royal life.

Ascend to the Gloriette, a stunning structure perched on a hill that offers panoramic views of the palace and the surrounding gardens. This architectural gem adds a touch of majesty to the landscape, creating a perfect vantage point to survey the regal expanse below.

Stroll through the Great Parterre, the grand central axis of the palace gardens. Admire meticulously manicured flower beds, ornate sculptures, and the Neptune Fountain, which serves as the centerpiece of this expansive green canvas.

Explore the intimate charm of the Privy Garden, a secluded haven adorned with fountains, sculptures, and meticulously arranged flowerbeds. This secluded corner of Schönbrunn offers a tranquil retreat for contemplation and appreciation of nature's beauty.

Embark on a playful adventure in the Maze and Labyrinth of Schönbrunn. Lose yourself in the twists and turns of the hedges, and embrace the whimsical spirit of these historic garden features.

Visit the Tiergarten Schönbrunn, the oldest zoo in the world, located within the palace grounds. The zoo's historic charm and commitment to conservation make it a must-visit, allowing you to witness the wonders of the animal kingdom.

Experience the vibrant cultural events hosted at Schönbrunn, from classical concerts in the Orangery to open-air performances in the palace courtyard. These events breathe life into the historical surroundings, creating a dynamic tapestry of art and history.

In conclusion, Schönbrunn Palace and Gardens stand as a testament to the intersection of human ingenuity and the beauty of the natural world. As a UNESCO World Heritage Site, it invites us to traverse a landscape where the legacy of imperial grandeur and the wonders of nature coalesce in perfect harmony. When you're ready for a digital escape to a realm of elegance and tranquility, Schönbrunn promises to captivate and inspire. 🏰🌳✨

#austria #vienna #palace #gardens #unesco #world heritage #travel #culture #schönbrunn #imperial #royal #retreat

2 notes · View notes

themightythortilla · 2 years

Photo

Roman Ruins at Schönbrunn Palace, Vienna

#roman ruins at schonbrunn #schönbrunn palace #baroque gardens #schönbrunn schloss #vienna

0 notes

athiesarena · 10 months

Text

Schönbrunn Palace Gardens

#hololive #hololive english #hololive en #artsofashes #callillust #takamori #takanashi kiara #mori calliope #holomyth

86 notes · View notes

sumbluespruce · 5 months

Text

Schönbrunn palace, Vienna, Austria.

The 1,441-room Baroque palace is one of the most important architectural, cultural, and historic monuments in the country. The history of the palace and its vast gardens spans over 300 years, reflecting the changing tastes, interests, and aspirations of successive Habsburg monarchs.

#photographers on tumblr #my photograph #europe

23 notes · View notes

detroit-grand-prix · 7 days

Text

letzte rose - ein ode an die pflicht

Toto Wolff x Susie Wolff Royal/Historical AU

Chapter Summary: After his time reflecting and soul-searching on how to resolve his loneliness, the Emperor decides to take his daughter up on an invitation for an evening out to the opera. When the curtain goes up, he realizes that maybe his heart hadn't been buried after all.

A quiet Monday afternoon followed a very busy morning, spent mostly receiving official guests in the audience chamber. Toto ate lunch alone, finding the need to decompress after a long morning of talking. As he sat and worked on the things he had set aside for the afternoon, he found himself feeling antsy.

“Maybe going for a walk would help”, he thought. He could stretch his legs, and clear his head. It had been three days since the gardener had given him the white rose, which was now on his desk, and his thoughts were buzzing after the epiphany he had come to, that maybe it was time to seek the companionship of another.

However, he didn’t want to bother with the list of names of eligible women his mother gave him, not yet.

Toto liked to walk through the gardens when he could. He loved the palace gardens, and both the Schönbrunn and the Hofburg had extensive gardens with a wide variety of trees and plants, statues and fountains. His ancestors who had built both palaces had clearly always valued the beauty of nature, and brought it in from the world over, including an orangery filled with fresh citrus trees from the Americas, and a palm house filled with plants and trees from the tropics.

The gardens at the Hofburg were much smaller than those of the Schönbrunn, but no less picturesque, but the way the biting November gales rattled the windows in his bedroom and study, plus the gloomy gray light, told him that today was best spent indoors.

So, he found himself walking the halls of the palace, toward the west wing that he rarely saw these days, aside from going to the chapel. It was clear from the reactions of some of the palace staff that it was a surprise to see Toto roaming the halls of this part of the palace at this time; even as they bowed and curtsied, he could see the mild shock on their faces as he acknowledged them with a nod.

He continued walking down the hallways, his mind feeling pleasantly vacant of thoughts, just enjoying the journey without having a particular destination in mind. He thought about making essentially a large loop around the building, but he was stopped in his tracks by the distant sound of soft piano music. It was hard to make out what was being played, but as he drew closer to it, he was able to recognize the piece as the first movement of a Mozart piano sonata he quite liked. It was number 11, he believed, in A major. Whoever was playing it was quite talented, perhaps one of the court musicians.

He was delighted when he arrived at the right room, and peeked carefully around the doorframe, not wanting to be spotted and end up interrupting whoever it was that was playing so wonderfully.

To his pleasant surprise, over the top of the music rack, he saw his daughter’s head, the dark blonde ringlets at the side of her head swaying gracefully with her movements as she worked her way through the bouncier, more upbeat variations. He couldn’t help but smile, unable to resist the temptation to keep watching from the side of the doorframe. Thankfully, the end of the piano faced the door, and while it obscured most of her from view, it likely obscured Toto from being spotted, as he didn’t want to interrupt.

So he thought.

— I can see you, you know — Rosi said, though she did not stop her playing, except to finish the first Andante grazioso movement before moving onto the Minuetto. Her voice sounded cheerful, like she had to stop herself from giggling.

Toto blushed as he stepped into the doorframe, making little effort to hide his sheepish smile from view as he walked into the room, sinking into one of the elegant chairs set up around the piano. Rosi continued playing, giving Toto a slight smile as he sat down. The room was set up for a private salon, but Toto was not sure the last time he had attended one. He knew they were popular with some of the court’s ladies, and his mother frequently played hostess to them.

It was open, but relatively small and plain in comparison to the other rooms near it. It was on the second floor, almost directly above the chapel. Toto’s mother had had it redecorated a few times, very obviously not knowing what to do with its interior, and it showed. The walls were covered with a green floral wallpaper and matching window appointments that Toto thought clashed horrendously with the rich red carpeting and reddish wooden molding and wooden paneling along the lower part of the wall, and the enormity of the paintings and tapestries of the room didn’t help it look any less stuffy.

But, it didn’t matter, he never came down to this room, and even now, he was too entranced by his daughter’s playing to notice the decor.

Toto sat and listened as Rosa finished the grand-sounding Minuetto movement, and moved into the dizzying quickness of the Alla Turca.

Rosi finished the last few chords with a flourish, and Toto applauded politely as she moved the bench back to stand and take a mock bow.

— That was wonderful — Toto said. He felt himself beaming at her with pride. Whereas Benedict had developed a talent and passion for sports, Rosi’s talents and sensibilities were firmly in things like music, and art. She had taken piano lessons from a young age, and while she had come to learn many instruments and had an impressive knowledge of musical theory, the piano was her passion — It’s been too long since I’ve heard you play, I think. So I am glad I decided to come this way.

— I was going to say — Rosi said, quietly playing something Toto thought sounded familiar, but couldn’t place it; another one of Mozart’s sonatas, if he had to guess — It has been a while since I’ve seen you outside of your office, aside for church and supper.

— Well — Toto said, with a smirk — You would have seen me at breakfast the other day, but you were with your aunt. So instead, I had the pleasure of only having your grandmother’s company.

Rosi giggled.

— Yes, she told me that she brought up the idea of you remarrying again, and that you… uh, did not receive it well.

— Oh, is that all she said about it? I’m surprised — Toto leaned back a bit in his chair as he cocked an eyebrow.

— Well, no… she said you had a bit of a tantrum about it — Toto laughed — That you stormed off in a huff and went to play with your horses, she thinks, just like you used to do when you were a boy.

Toto chuckled and shook his head.

— She’s not wrong, and I’m not proud of it. But, I’ve told her time and again that it’s not something I wish to discuss — Toto said, an air of concession in his voice.

— I understand your frustration. She started talking to me about the suitors she has lined up for me, all of these men that are handsome and charming and are a perfect match for me because, but all of them are probably twice my age and will see me as nothing more than the daughter of Emperor Christian.

She finished her playing by pressing a random assortment of keys, making a sharp, crunching chord, and turned on the piano bench to face her father with a sigh.

Toto was always impressed by his daughter’s acerbic wit and wisdom beyond her years. She may have mostly gotten Toto’s features — his square jaw, wide smile, shapely nose, high cheeks, and dark brown eyes, but there was no question that she got her intelligence from her mother.

He chuckled softly.

— You never know. I had not expected much when your grandmother arranged my marriage to your mother, but I would say that it worked out wonderfully. But, out of curiosity — Toto asked — And if you don’t mind my asking, I know this is not something we’ve spoken about before, but… what sort of man would you marry, if you had a choice?

— Hm — Rosi said, tilting her head back in thought. She was leaning with her hands on the back of the piano bench, swinging her feet back and forth gently as the toes of her shoes skimmed the top of the carpeting — I suppose I haven’t thought about it much. But, I would hope that he would like music, like me, you know, going to operas and concerts and the ballet. I’d want him to be intelligent, the sort of man who likes to read, has some curiosity… but, he should be kind, most of all.

Rosi’s eyes dropped back toward the keyboard of the piano in front of her. Toto knew that his daughter had seen many women of the court enter into marriages of obligation where a man would take a wife and, at best, ignore her, and at worst, treat her horribly. Toto certainly wouldn’t willingly marry his daughter off to some noble scoundrel to have her be miserable for the rest of her life, but without Stephanie, the matter of setting up his daughter’s future betrothal was mostly in the hands of Archduchess Johanna.

He wasn’t sure what to say, but before he could respond, Rosi spoke up.

— Speaking of operas, I know this is a long shot, but a friend of mine, Andrea, you’ve met him, but he goes by Antonelli, he’s one of the cellists for the company at the Kärntnertortheater, he says they have a new opera debuting next week. I know it has been a long time since you’ve gone to the theater, but… perhaps you’d like to go with me?

Toto blinked, surprised at the invitation, and trying to remember the last time he had gone to the opera.

He and Stephanie used to attend the theater frequently; both of them especially loved operas. Toto thought for a moment; the last one he remembered attending was the second premiere of Kreutzer’s Das Nachtlager in Granada… but that had to have been a decade ago, shortly after his wife passed.

It was his first time going to a public event after her funeral, but the experience of going somewhere in public without having his wife to speak to. He hated having to sit by himself in the imperial box, he hated the way he kept seeing everyone glancing his way. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t used to standing out in public; it was impossible to go anywhere as the ruler of an empire without attracting attention, but when he was with members of his family, the attention didn’t feel like it was trained so sharply on him.

Not to mention looks of pity and sadness that people gave him that night, his first time out as a widower, and without his children — made him uncomfortable enough that he decided it would also be the last. He could rule the nation, yes, but he couldn’t go out in public without someone by his side; the realization of which brought him great shame, furthering his disinterest. It was like he was trying to pull out a splinter, but only driving it deeper under his skin.

The timing of Rosi’s invitation felt like another sign. He couldn’t undo the last eleven years and face them with more bravery and resolve, but he could face the future with it.

— You don’t have to if you don’t want to, of course, I know you don’t really like… going out in public, not since mama died — Rosi said — But… I just thought, you know, maybe you would like to see this show. I’m told that it’s very funny. And that the lead soprano is very talented. I thought it might… cheer you up, and we could spend some time together.

Rosi took a long breath in and sighed, almost as if she was trying to steady herself before continuing.

— It is very fortunate that you’ve come down here, because I have been wanting to talk to you for a while, but you’ve been so busy that I haven’t been able to see you, but after I heard your argument with grandmother, I got a little worried that being so isolated for so long might be affecting you. I know it’s been very hard since mama died, but Bene and I have both been worried about you for a long time, and we just think it would be better if you got out more, like… you used to.

Toto’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

— I’m sorry if that was out of turn, but, I swear I’m just concerned for…

— You don’t have to apologize, my daughter. You are absolutely right, and I had actually arrived at the same conclusion myself after I spoke to your grandmother. I did some thinking to myself when I was in the Stallburg, and prayed to the Lord that He might send me some direction, and… well, I think it is time I stop hiding away. I think your mother is probably quite disappointed in me and would want the same — he said, remembering Phillip presenting him with the white rose; it was surely the sign he had asked for from Stephanie, her permission and reassurance that his life did not have to end with hers.

However, the meaning of the rose — to him, at least, would be his own little secret, one last inside joke between Toto and his dearest departed wife.

— Now — Toto said, abruptly, hoping to change the subject — Tell me about this opera.

— It’s called Martha, I think, and it’s by Frederich Flotow. He premiered another opera called Alessandro Stradella here in Vienna two years ago. I hadn’t seen it, but I heard good things — Rosi said, her voice full of delight — Apparently this one is a romantic comedy… oh, and the woman playing the lead, the soprano? She’s from England, I hear!

If there was one thing that Rosi had loved as much as music, it was traveling. She had loved it since she was a child, as her mother did. She hadn’t traveled widely since she was younger, but being at court afforded her the opportunity to meet lots of people that came to Vienna from all sorts of places, like the diplomats, artists, and musicians that came to the palace, or to perform at one of the theaters in Vienna.

When she was able, she loved to ask these visitors questions about what their home countries were like, what sort of food they had, what cities they had come from — really, all manner of things. Benedict had always been a bit more reserved, but Rosi was as outgoing as they came.

— England? Interesting — Toto said. It was not unusual for guest artists to come from all around Europe to perform; having so many well-known composers hailing from Vienna over the last century had turned the city into somewhat of a hub for music, opera, and ballet, but he couldn’t recall ever having heard of someone coming so far from the west in a while — I wonder how she’s getting on with the language, I’m not sure if most of the English speak German.

— I asked Andrea that, too, since they've been doing final rehearsals this week, but apparently her German is rather good. I imagine she would have not gotten the part if it wasn’t, the libretto is in German.

— I see. It should be a wonderful show, then. I’m sure we will enjoy it.

Rosi’s expression changed once more, going from excited to pensive.

— Father… are you sure you want to go with me? I know you haven’t gone to any events in a very long time, and I know a big premiere like this will draw quite a large crowd, and I know you’ve never loved being in crowded places, so I don’t want to make you…

Toto was quick to get on his feet, walking to the piano bench without a word. He took both of his daughter’s hands in his. Rosi stood up to try and meet his eyes — a difficult task given how tall Toto was.

— What…

— My dear daughter — Toto said. His hold on his daughter’s hands was gentle, but there was a firmness and resolve in his voice that even surprised him — I would love to go with you, and I am so happy you thought to ask me first.

Rosi’s eyes widened, and a smile started to spread over her features that made Toto’s heart flutter.

— I know that I have neglected a lot of my duties in the last few years, both as emperor and your father, but I feel that God is giving me a chance to put all to rights, so I shall take it — he punctuated a statement with a kiss to the top of his daughter’s hand — Besides, you will be with me, I have no reason to be nervous.

A look of pure elation spread across Rosi’s face as she took her hands back, throwing her arms around her father’s midsection. He stumbled back a bit so as not to fall over as his daughter buried her face in the lapels of his jacket.

— Oh, papa! — she squealed — I’m so happy!

Toto did his best to hug his daughter back, but found it difficult to bend over much further, so he settled for affectionately patting the back of her head, careful not to disturb her hair that was tied into a neat chignon.

And so, on Thursday evening, Toto found himself seated in a carriage with his daughter for the very short ride from the Hofburg to the Theater am Kärntnertor with his daughter, flanked by a host of Imperial guards.

Ordinarily, he would opt to wear his military dress uniform when appearing in public. He was proud of his military history and even now, thought of himself first and foremost as a military man, but Philipp had convinced him to wear a more ordinary evening dress; after all, he said, he was not attending the opera as the head of state, but as a father spending the evening with his daughter.

It had been a long time since he left the walls of the Hofburg palace for an extended period, other than leaving to spend the summer in Bad Ischl, or to go to the Schonbrunn for state purposes, so it had been a long time since he had seen the way people stopped in the streets as the carriage went past to bow or curtsy. The way people looked at him — with shock or surprise — made him feel uneasy, but it wasn’t unwarranted, he supposed. He did his best to smile and wave in return.

The mood of the crowd inside the theater was a little different — the noise of the crowd rose to almost a buzz as people whispered excitedly as his retinue passed through the entry foyer on the way up to the imperial box, though they still bowed reverently, he noticed a lot of them were smiling.

He did his best to acknowledge as many people as possible, but by the time he and Rosi reached their seats in the imperial box, he felt a familiar anxiety creeping in. Rosi, perhaps sensing this — she was keenly observant — dropped back to walk alongside her father, giving his gloved hand a gentle squeeze as they ascended the stairs to their seats.

Toto felt a bit better once he and Rosi had taken their seats, with a pair of guards posted by the doors.

The imperial box was, naturally, the best seat in the house, placed in the dead center of the mezzanine, hung with scarlet buntings and curtains trimmed in gold. A set of doors in the rear of the box lead to a grand-looking reception room, where there would be a private reception for the cast and musicians following the show, along with

— Oh, there’s Andrea! — Rosi said, eagerly tugging at her father’s sleeve as she pointed into the orchestra pit just in front of the stage. — There, on the outside of the second row!

He glanced over and saw a young-looking man with a round, almost cherubic-looking face and a mass of unruly-looking dark curls on his head. He was deftly playing through his warm-ups as he noticed Rosi pointing him out, and shot her a small smile in return. He didn’t look like he was any older than Rosi was; Toto thought that he must have enormous talent to have gotten a seat in the Imperial opera company at his age.

He nodded in Andrea’s direction, and busied himself with looking at the playbill, trying to ignore the excited pointing and whispering of the parts of the audience that had doubtlessly noticed that the imperial box was occupied for the first time in a while. He browsed through the names of the cast, a few of which sounded familiar, probably from the newspapers, like the lead tenor, Mr. Erl, but his eyes kept going back to the line with the lead soprano billed.

— Fraulein Stoddart — he said quietly. Something about the name piqued Toto’s curiosity; maybe the fact that Rosi had told him that the lead soprano was an Englishwoman, though it could have passed for sounding German if he didn’t know any better.

Before long, the house lights dimmed and the audience fell into a hush, and the conductor came out to applause and to tune the orchestra. Toto felt a strange shiver of anticipation before the overture started; not only it had been a long time since he had been to the theater at all, it was the first time he’d been to an actual premiere performance. Operas he had been to before had all been performed for years, so familiarity with the storylines was simply common cultural knowledge.

All that the playbill had revealed was that the show was a romantic comedy set in England during the reign of Queen Anne, and very little else.

During the overture, a lone costumed French Horn player came out onto the stage, in front of the curtain, setting up a small stool as he played a lyrical-sounding solo before being comically chased off by an actor in an English police uniform.

The overture ended with applause, and the curtain opened a few moments later to reveal a set that appeared to be the bedroom of a wealthy woman. There was a full troupe of maids onstage, and two women in elegant gowns, the likes of which Toto had seen in paintings of some of his ancestors. There was a brunette woman in a sky-blue gown, and a blonde woman, sitting on a chair in the foreground, facing away from the audience, her posture such that she looked positively disinterested in anything going on around her.

The chorus of maids, including the woman in blue, started singing, and when he realized what he was hearing, his stomach dropped.

— You have been so strange, my lady, may we know the reason why? You have seemed to change, my lady, with each day that passes by. Why are you so discontented? Do you want for anything? You have all that life can offer, all that rank and wealth can bring — they sang.

If they weren’t using the term Lady, Toto thought they may as well be singing directly to him.

He turned his head to quickly glance at Rosi, but she was focused on the stage, but his emotions made another violent turn as the lead — this Ms. Stoddart — finally began to sing about the flowers and gifts she had been sent.

The moment she turned her face to respond to the chorus, there was a sudden squeeze on Toto’s heart. Her voice was heavenly; it was rich, full, and clear, and it rose over the orchestra with ease. He was unsure if her dramatic hairstyle was a theatrical wig or her natural hair, but it glowed like spun gold in the stage lighting.

— Leave me — she sang — Let me be blessed by loneliness. My joy be shared, I bear my pain alone!

By the time the introduction ended and the chorus of maids dashed offstage, Toto felt like his mouth was dry and his heart was pounding, but not in a way that made him feel uncomfortable.

No, it was something else.

He was enthralled. He was alive. He was in love.

#f1 fanfic #f1 au #f1 historicial au #f1 royalty au #series: lezte rose #toto wolff fanfic #toto wolff x susie wolff #f1 rpf #f1 rpf fic #my writing #my fanfic writing

14 notes · View notes

womblegrinch · 5 months

Text

Carl Moll (1861-1945) - Allee in Schönbrunn

Oil on wood. Painted c.1909-10.

13.8 x 14 inches, 35 x 35.5 cm. Estimate: €50,000-100,000.

Sold im Kinsky, Vienna, 27 Nov 2023 for €115,200 incl B.P.

The Schönbrunn Palace and its surrounding gardens in Vienna are a UNESCO World Heritage site.

#Carl Moll #Schönbrunn Palace #Schönbrunn

11 notes · View notes

lady-of-imladris · 3 months

Note

Babe enlighten me pls, how % is your city Dark Academia-vibed?

(I have a strong impression that it is super dark-academiac)

Ahdkahdk sorry this took me so long 😭. Ok so it depends A LOT on which areas of you focus on but for the purpose of a pretty post we are going to ignore the ugly parts 🥰

How Dark Academia is Vienna?

Let's do this by categories! 1. Univesities :) Bottom left is Vienna University of Technology main building, the others are University of Vienna main building, I'd say 100% dark academia.

Next some museums:

Left side is Albertina which is where Dürers' famous bunny painting is! Right side is the Naturhistorisches Museum (biology ish) and across from that building is an art museum that looks exactly the same because imperialist Austria was REALLY good at cool city architecture

Cool building section!!

Left column is Hofburg which is where our President has his office! It used to be the Emperor's official palace I suppose. The other two in the first row and the one in the middle are Stephansdom which is like THE church in Vienna! Fun fact, my grandparents got married there :) Bottom center is Charles' Church WHICH IS MY FAVOURITE BUILDING EVER (I'll explain in the footnotes lmao) and bottom right is Volksgarten which is a pretty park!

Miscellaneous category!

Top row: The Riesenrad, The tram (I LOVE the tram) and castle Schönbrunn

Middle row: still Schönbrunn just the other side, also still Schönbrunn (except I cut the picture wrong so it's just the gardens lmao), and a Fiaker, which is what those horse carriages are called in Vienna. We still have them and you can tour the city in them!

Bottom row: the courthouse (If someone asks I WILL tell the funny story related to this one), the Belvedere, and the opera!

Fun fact about literally every pretty building in Vienna: THEY ARE ALL RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER!

Stephansdom? Walk 5 minutes end up at Charles' Church. Fall over once? VIENNA UNIVERSITY OF TECHNOLOGY. Cross the street: OPERA. Behind that? ALBERTINA. Walk 5 minutes? 2 museums right across from each other. Behind that? COURTHOUSE. Cross the street? PARLIAMENT. Next to that? UNIVERSITY.

All the important buildings are all neatly aligned in circular form around Stephansdom. What do we call it? THE RING. Super uncreative but cool as fuck.

In conclusion: YES. Dark Academia 100% and very pretty, you should come visit me!

Pictures as always stolen from Pinterest or taken by ✨me✨ and whoever guesses which two are from me gets a kiss.

Bonus: why Charles' Church is my favourite:

1. It's right next to my university and there's a huge pit they fill with water so in summer you can just hang out there and study and WATCH CUTE DOGS PLAY IN THE WATER

#star <3

6 notes · View notes

mannymuc · 8 months

Text

Go, Stones, Go!

Vienna Schönbrunn Palace Garden 1965 - The Rolling Stones on their way to some famous group photos by Bent Rej. Brian is out of frame here, but he also shines in the group photos

#the rolling stones #1960s music #young mick jagger #1960s fashion #young keith richards

10 notes · View notes

rabbitcruiser · 23 days

Text

National Zoo Lovers Day

National Zoo Lovers Day, celebrated on April 8 in the U.S. brings all the zoo animal enthusiasts together to celebrate this significant day! Do you know how many animals were saved by zoos from going extinct? Yes, zoos are more than just conservation sites for endangered species, they also provide educational, research, and entertainment purposes. We can trace the history of zoos back to 4000 B.C. If you love animals, then this holiday is just for you. Visit a zoo nearby to find out about your favorite animals; you can also ask to volunteer at a zoo!

History of National Zoo Lovers Day

In the 7th century B.C, the Greeks had the habit of caging animals. ‘Alexander the Great’ sent many animals caught on his military expeditions to Greece. The earlier Egyptian and Asian zoos were kept mainly for public visitors and secondarily used for research purposes. During the 4th century B.C., the Greeks were more concerned with the research and experiment of captivated animals. The Romans had two different animal collections for arena and research objectives.

After the Roman Empire, zoos faced a downfall, but some private collections existed by Emperor Charlemagne in the eighth century and Henry I in the 12th century. King Philip VI had a menagerie in the Louvre, Paris, in 1333. Many members of the house of Bourbon had animal collections at Versailles. Later in 1519, a zoo was discovered in Mexico, which habituated birds, mammals, and reptiles. It was maintained by 300 zookeepers. In 1752, the Imperial Menagerie was founded at the Schönbrunn Palace in Vienna as the first modern-day zoo.

In 1828, two years after the Zoological Society of London was founded, the collection was created in Regent’s Park. By the mid 19th century, zoos were established worldwide. Among the existing zoos of today, more than 40 zoos are 100 years old. Most of these old zoos are in Europe. Since the end of World War II, there has been a fast and worldwide growth of zoos, many of which serve the purpose of public entertainment and economic gain rather than animal research. The exact number of public animal collections across the world today is unknown, although it is believed to be in the thousands.

National Zoo Lovers Day timeline

3500 B.C.

Hierakonpolis Zoo

The strange animal remains discovered near Hierakonpolis, Egypt's ancient capital, suggest the existence of a huge, exotic predynastic zoo.

1500 B.C.

First Real Zoo

Queen Hatshepsut establishes the first real zoo in Egypt.

30 B.C.

The Rise Of Private Zoos

From the shreds of evidence found in Egypt and Mesopotamia, private zoos show status among the wealthy in Rome.

1874

America’s First Zoo

America’s first zoo opens in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

National Zoo Lovers Day FAQs

Why do we need zoos?

Zoological gardens are needed to preserve biodiversity. Zoos provide a home to exotic endangered animals and have a history of saving many animals from being extinct.

Why are pet animals not allowed in the zoo?

Pet animals are not allowed in the zoo for various reasons. It can affect the health of zoo animals. Pet animals can be agitated by strange sounds, sights, and smells, which can bring out harm to anyone around.

Can I bring home the adopted animal?

Unfortunately, you cannot. The animals in the zoo cannot be brought up in a domestic household. You will be providing financial support for the animal you have adopted.

How to Celebrate National Zoo Lovers Day

Volunteer: Well, the greatest pleasure you can gain on National Zoo Lovers Day is by volunteering at a local zoo. It is a great opportunity to have a close observation of animals.

A family picnic: A great occasion to have an interesting yet informative family picnic. Take this opportunity to explore unique and exotic animals. You could also share some pictures on social media, spreading the word!

Adopt animals: Many zoos across the world provide animal adoption programs. You can show your love for conserving unique and exotic animals by adopting animals in zoos.

5 Fun Facts About Zoos That’s Sounds Too Good To Be True

Morning walks: Chendra, an Asian elephant in Oregon Zoo, likes to take a morning walk to meet her fellow zoo mates.

Entrance fee: 1/160th of a pound was charged as a zoo entrance fee at The Tower of London back in the 18th century; alternatively, visitors can also provide cats or dogs to feed the lions.

A valorous German Shepard: In 1987, a German Shepherd guard dog defeated an escaped Jaguar in Belgrade Zoo — in this valorous action, the dog saved the life of a zoo employee.

Giant pandas: China contains the ownership of all giant pandas worldwide and they are loaned to other countries at a rental price of one million dollars per pair, per year to raise funds for conservation programs in China.

Disk-throwing chimp: In Sweden, a 30-year-old chimp at Furuvik Zoo collects concrete disks to throw at the visitors.

Why We Love National Zoo Lovers Day

Fun-filled knowledge: National Zoo Lovers day reminds us to explore our local zoos. Every year, millions of people visit zoos and learn about many animals. It also provides a great opportunity for friends and families to have a fun time learning together.

Conserving the endangered: One great thing about zoos is conserving the species at the risk of extinction. An imbalance in biodiversity can bring a disastrous impact on the ecosystem. It reminds us of our responsibility towards nature.

Animal welfare: A wonderful day to remind animal enthusiasts to play their part in animal welfare. An opportunity for providing a large platform to gather support across the world.

Source

4 notes · View notes

sisionscreen · 2 years

Text

Netflix Germany shared the filming location of the first season of The Empress (2022) on their instagram page. Most of them are in the state of Bavaria in Southern Germany.

For the outside of Schönbrunn Castle in Vienna Weissenstein Castle in Pommersfelden was used, where they also shot the dancing lesson, while the palace chapel is actually the church Münster St. Georg in Dinkelsbühl. The garden scenes where shot at Eremitage Castle in Bayreuth.

Fantaisie Castle in Eckersdorf and Paradiestal near Stadelhofen stood in for Auhof Castle and its forest.

Most indoor scenes were shot at Studio Babelsberg in Potsdam near Berlin, Europe's biggest film studio that has been and is still used by many Hollywood and international productions.

#the empress (2022)#the empress #die kaiserin #costume drama #historical drama #period drama #netflix

67 notes · View notes

wonderjourneys · 10 months

Text

Schonbrunn Palace - Fairytale land. Home of Empress Sisi.

youtube

The Palace Schonbrunn - "the beautiful water spring".

Residency for Holy Roman Emperors and Empress Sisi - Elisabeth. The main summer residence of the Habsburgers.

Holy Roman Emperor Maximilian II 1564 - 1576 Empress Maria-Theresa 1740 - 1780 Franz-1 (the last Holy Roman Emperor) 1804 - 1835 Franz Joseph (husband to Empress Sisi) 1848 - 1916

Chapters in the video

00:00 Highlights Schonbrunn

06:55 Walking Tour

13:30 Inside the Halls and Rooms

18:12 Into The Garden 31:30 Gloriette

37:35 Back to the Palace

45:10 The Fountain

#travel #citytrip #roadtrip #tourist #tourism #vacation #holiday #explore #discover #wonder #journey #europe #europa #wonderjourneys #vienna #wien #austria #architecture #palace #castle #europa #history #österreich #schönbrunn #schonbrunn #palace #schloss #여행하다 #유럽 #ヨーロッパ #トラベル #旅行 #徒歩旅行＃トラベル #旅行 #旅 #wanderlust #walkthrough #walkingtour

8 notes · View notes

mikimeiko · 9 months

Text

Day 4 - Vienna (Austria)

The weather is still kinda chilly and grey but it's not raining so we'll count this as a win XD.

I wasn't really ready for most things to be closed on a Sunday, I naively thought that this being the capital things would be different (and to be fair they probably are, we're just not in Milan I guess XD). So I walk to the nearest train station in search for an open tobacconist (can't buy cigarettes fromnthe automatic machines since they don't recognise my id ;_;) and in the process I pass through the Liechtenstein Palace gardens, which are simple but pretty (Liechtenstein remains a presence in this trip XD)

Of course when I got to the innere stadt every single tobacconist was open, so I did a very long deviation for nothing XD

Despite the weather there are A LOT of people around. Everything is very grandiose but feels a little monochromatic in the cloudy weather. My luck runs out and it starts raining again. It starts and stops, mostly light rain but with a couple of downpours.

I eat a random pastry from a backerei and it's so good! Sweet and buttery with a tart jam mixed in that gave it excellent balance. I retreat into a Starbucks to rest and let my feet dry.

Thanks to tumblr user @andiamo-a-totani I went to Hundertwasserhaus and I'm so happy I did because it was BEAUTIFUL. I love when architecture incorporates shapes, colors and ideas from nature <3

It looked like the sky was clearing so I headed back to the center. I love that they decided to convert the Imperial palace into museums and exhibition space, very lovely way of using that kind of building.

The moment I set foot inside the innere stadt it started raining again. Is there a inner city microclimate that I don't know about? XD

I got a wiener wurstel at a sausage stand, choosing kinda randomly from the menu, and I feel like I got the worst item on the menu? (while I was eating I kept looking longingly at the other suasage types grilling). Today in general actually feels like I'm stuck in the worst timeline; every decision I make feels like the one with the worst possible outcome. There's a part of me that wants to give in, go back to my capsule, just watch TV series and go to sleep. But I'm not gonna. Not yet. I have a 24h bus/tram/metro ticket and if nothing else I can still take random transport to random part of the city XD.

(The moment I stepped out of the innere stadt the sky cleared a little bit. That town centre is cursed, CURSED I TELL YOU!)

The SUN is OUT! Everything is beautiful and I can feel the angst evaporating from myself XD

I don't return into the innere stadt JUST IN CASE and instead decide to go check out Schloss Schönbrunn by tram. The route is lovely and the Palace is lovely as well, but I give up the idea of going to see the park behind it when I realize just how big the place is.

I take the metro to go back and to my delight it's actually not underground most of the route. I get down at Stadpark which is a very gorgeous park, and I'm quite happy that I managed to at least pass through it.

I go back to the "film" festival for dinner (I wish there was something similar everywhere I went, noce atmosphere, various foods including local,, no stress about finding a place to eat) and I get the käsespatzle (small dumplings with cheese and fried onion on top) which are insanely good.

It's kinda cold but I don't think I can leave without another watermelon radler (this might be my last chance to drink it after all!)

Tomorrow I'm off to Bratislava and if Hundertwasserhaus has taught me anything is that I'm clearly underprepared for this trip XD so if any of you reading has any recommendations for Bratislava, EVEN VERY TOURISTY RECOMMENDATIONS, please let me know :D

#vienna #austria #europe #travel #it's not technically interrail 2023 #mag travels from time to time #i just want a tag for the things i personally put out into the world

6 notes · View notes

whatpandorasaw · 11 months

Photo