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the beauty of winter.

at the beginning of my vacations me and my parents made a trip up to großer feldberg, the highest mountain of the low mountain range taunus. while in the lowlands the snow was almost inexistent up here it was a whole different world. it was icy, it was cold, it was freezing, it was full of wonderful and beautiful landscapes. we fought the cold and made our way through forests until the sun finally peeked out and also some deer crossed our ways.
in the late afternoon we were so frozen that we decided to go swimming in the spa of königstein. this was a perfect ending to the day with a view on the luminated castle and warm water giving you comfort after the freezing temperatures in the mountains.

someone loves zoe. alien receptor? solitude by the abyss. by the abyss. four receivers. rocks in snow. feldberg view. looking down the valley. love plate. the fingers of the bush. icy treescape. details of frost. frost. smokey chimney. two figures. in the deep forest. a white burden to carry. on a winter walk. where are all the greens gone to? the adventures of timmy the sheep. the sky clearing up. solitude in whiteness. the tree's arms. weighed down. resting bench. snowy wonderland. winter colours. snow angel. sun's coming out. feldberg tower. shadows in the snow. fenced in. between the trees. twinkling snow. down the slope. sleigh ride.

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