the cliff lines of brodten.

i really wanted to walk near a cliff line in my vacations so we decided to have a walk at the brodtener ufer. it's a cliff line between niendorf & lübeck-travemünde. i know that next time i'm going to visit a cliff line i'll be walking right under it, not high above it, because it seems so secluded from the rest of the world. it's great to look out to the sea with an abyss down your feet, though.

it was a rather cloudy day, but the sun peeked through a few times so the sea looked kind of turquoise/green. the baltic sea isn't that dirty like everybody tells you, the reason for the sometimes dingy appearance is just that there are a lot of plants and algae on the bottom of the sea which get ripped out every once in a while because of sea turbulencies.

that view was just amazing. i could stand there for hours and not even get remotely bored.

a few people enjoying the seclusion.

trees and soil sliding into the sea. the thing about cliff lines is that they are always changing. next year the trees could even be located down the beach.

there were a lot of swans simming around in that area.

wild geese making their way to somewhere.

these sculptures were scattered by the pathway. they were made by guillermo steinbrüggen.

mom and dad sitting on a bench and looking out to the sea.

timmy the lamb is my constant companion when i go discover foreign areas. it's a backpack! i try to document his adventures from time to time. i think he didn't want to be so close to the abyss, he looks kind of scared, doesn't he?

another bench sculpture by steinbrüggen, this time it is an owl. which i was really excited about, because owls!

and my father documented my excitement, haha.

and another one - a rabbit.

sea-buckthorns are a very common sight by the baltic sea. i don't know why i love these bushes so much, something about them, that pleases my eye.

unripe buckthorn fruit!

it just looks kind of exotic, doesn't it?

beautiful bramble blossoms.

and the last sculpture of that day - a fish bench! me and my mother were posing on it eventually, but the pictures didn't turn out acceptable, haha.

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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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