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graveyard stroll.

when autumn rolls in i always have to squeeze in graveyard walks because let's face it: graveyards are beyond beautiful in autumn. it's the decay of the leaves, the nature losing its green & fresh dress that brings out the graveyard so much. death and autumn, it just belongs together, don't you think? when me and n. met up to go on a walk on the old cemetery ( now defunct and used as a recreation park ) it was still very green around us, but nonetheless, fall was in the air and the old stones and sculptures were still beautiful to look at.

the building next to n.'s flat houses one of the cutest voyeurs i've ever seen. everytime you look out of the window it greets you with its pink ears and white fur :)

in the cellar of n.'s appartement building.

there is a big hall with huge mirrors on the wall. i always imagine that in former times there was a small ballet or dancing school that used this room for their lessons and trainings. another image that floated in my mind was a very creepy one: mirrors are never a good sign in a quiet cellar room that has no purpose. with that in mind i shot this picture of lovely n. to show her doppelganger mirror n. maybe next time we should just do a really haunting and creepy photoshoot down there '.'

and off we went to the old cemetery.

i love when stones and stoneworks get green patina over the time of centuries.

most of the graves on here date back to early 19th century. wiesbaden already existed in the times of the roman empire but its expansion into a 300.000 resident city only started 200 years ago. back then the population was around 3.000, maybe even less. the boom started when the industrialization began.




the first leaves started to turn into a bright red. i love when some of the plants are left with fruits after they lose all their leaves. kind of like a birth, only that the mother goes into a kind of coma over the next few months until she wakes up again with new greenery around her. this plant is a mahonia. you can eat the fruits, but they are very sour. it's better to use them in jellies.





i think this monument was built to commemorate the foundation of the german empire in 1871.


so delicate.


someone offered mahonia grapes to the ghost of the graveyard ( or birds ).

a children's grave.

three colours.

pauline of württemberg -was married to wilhelm I. of nassau - second duke of the duchy nassau.

that's her mausoleum.


the first snowberries. i love picking them and then cracking them under my shoes. i love the sounds.

raindrop pearls.




i'm still not sure what kind of a plant this is ( probably ivy ) but i love the florescence.

and some kind of chamomile.


So I am stretched on your grave 
And will lie there forever 
If your hands were in mine 
I'd be sure they could not sever 
My apple tree, my brightness 
It's time we were together 
For I smell of the earth 
And am worn by the weather

sinead o'connor . i am stretched on your grave


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