the last few months #6.

pentecost weekend.

my parents were here again, and we made another boat trip on the ride. i got my first serious sunburn of the year, haha. i still suffer from it ( my skin is just like a snake now. peeling all the time. )

loreley.

in st. goarshausen.

mom's favourite ring.

back in rüdesheim i fell in love with him.

and we saw a balloon landing.

kurhaus wiesbaden ( spa hotel doesn't really fit anymore, the kurhaus is an event location nowadays ).

frog doing the splits.

the next morning we made a good-bye walk in the spa gardens.

japanese maple tree. what a wonderful red!

lunch time!

a walk through the kurhaus.

there's STILL something to come. a rainy day walk by the rhine, a day in the fasanerie with i. and a couple of random stuff.

a wonderful sunday to all of you. the weather is just awesome to go out and relax. or to see a few concerts. or whatever you do on a sunny day.

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november: kickelhahn, himmelblau & weimar cemetery.

i had a week off in november and visited my parents ( as i often do on my vacations ). on a sunday morning we headed to the thuringian forest to climb onto the peak of the kickelhahn mountain. the kickelhahn mountain is the landmark mountain of the city of ilmenau . johann wolfgang von goethe , the famous writer & philosopher, often visited ilmenau and also climbed the kickelhahn. oftentimes he stopped at a little hut in the woods to relax for a while and on one of these stops he wrote one of his most known poems. our little adventure didn't last the whole day, though, as we had a little date with the weimar cemetery to look after the grave of my grandparents and then to visit my cousin and his family. tiny peek onto the kickelhahn tower. thuringian woods - deep dark green. at the goethe hut. this plate shows the german version of the poem goethe wrote here. inside the hut. and here's the english translation. i love this poem so much, as ...

in the forests.

it's that time of the year again.

july '20: lake petersdorf discoveries and a plea against genocide.

the green wild meadows of malchow's sandfeld. in the west of malchow there is a big chunk of forest that spans towards plauer see, a widely 'uncultivated' area these days, but it hasn't always been this way. in my last post i mentioned the nazi munition factory that had been built in these woods, away from prying eyes of their enemies and where they also built an external subcamp for the concentration camp ravensbrück. exactly these woods we explored on a pretty sunny day, betraying the darkness that happened around these parts. isn't it weird that there are places in this world that were built or used by dark forces and horrible regimes and you vist them 80 years later and they are the most peaceful places you can imagine? sometimes my brain can't cope with the contrast of knowing what was in the past and what the present looks and feels like. it definitely leaves me with a strange impression often, kind of like a little sting in my heart and brain that is not ...

ghost of nature.

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