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january: i get a little warm in my heart when i think of winter.

january delivered with some much needed snow. what is winter without it? right, it's dark, cold and depressing. only with a bit of snow, especially freshly fallen, it is bearable. isn't it immediately more heart-warming when the forests look like they're powdered with sugar or like it is under some heavy whipped cream? yes, i say!

on this walk i chose the woods around naurod - a suburb of wiesbaden which is situated on the hillside of the taunus mountains.

dismantled wood.

footsteps of a certain canine.

almost hidden.

snow lines.

shredded tree.

this tree seemed to have suffered a lightning stroke, or could there be another explanation for this? my imagination and also my guts tell me that this can only be the product of a powerful lightning.

hide inbetween trees.

on another day i simply wanted to get out of the city and into the mountains, hoping that there'd still be some snow on the ground after it had snowed the night before ( in wiesbaden it was already melting away ). and i got lucky! i stopped near kiedrich in hausen vor der höhe, because i couldn't bear the sight anymore from inside my car. everything looked extraordinarily surreal! i loved it.

snow man idyll.

the structure and sight of trees covered in snow is so incredibly pleasing. contrasts!


walking under a snowt tree tunnel.


teeny tiny bud.


me looking dumb in the snow :)

the snow was covering everything in a very thick layer.

triangles.



hausen vor der höhe - a small district of schlangenbad.

sugar-coated.


played around with the miniature mode.


rose hips with hats.

relicts of a former easter celebration.

tree stumps that are concaved are the best trees.

returning through the snow tunnels of the wood.


i visited the fasanerie for a short visit after my walk in the woods.

one last picture of blissful whiteness.

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