castle & park altenstein.

this castle is situated near the town bad liebenstein, an old spa town in west thuringia. the forests surrounding it are quite magical. if i'd have the choice to go back in time and choose 'princess' as a profession ( haha ), i'd totally want to live here. there's no better place to grow up. at least in my mind.

the castle is under construction at the moment. you can't enter. it burned down in the 80ies and since then they slowly build it back up.

just a little reminder that human beings have to stay on the pathways.

but you know... most human beings give a shit about reminders.

my camera had a huge grease spot on its lense, hence the foggyness.

still cannot get over the fact, that there exists a place called schweina.

the park was totally glorious. especially in all those autumn colours.

entry of a go-through-cavern.

some kind of ink cap.

a young ink cap.

oh what i'd do for a good functioning brain that remembers all kinds of fungus nomenclatures.

dad told me, but i simply forgot.

a small lake with waterfall. idyllic.

this is just a guess. i think it's suede bolete. at least, it's some kind of bolete.

another idyllic place.

diana, goddess of hunt, the moon and birthing.

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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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