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april: easter walk.

every once in a while my city is luring me into the spring trap. wiesbaden is an exceptionally beautiful city, but even more so when spring finally comes around. yes, i often complain about living here, but it's not because of the city itself, i just despise living here because of the people inhabiting it. wiesbaden is actually a pretty great town concerning location, architecture & nature. it's a visually pleasing place and sometimes i'm happy to be living here. the mountains and forests are not far away, the river rhine totally serves as a big sea replacement and is the reason why we have such a mild climate around here - perfect for growing wine. most wiesbaden consists of houses built at the turn of the 19th century to early 20th century - it was a big time in germany with kaiser wilhelm as the beloved emperor. he & his family visited this city very often because it was well known for its healthy springs. going to convalescent care was a big thing back then. therefore a lot of architects built huge villas and mansions for the very rich and very sophisticated guests of the spa town. and this is what you can still see today. in times of world war II wiesbaden pretty much escaped a lot of bombs, and when the american soldiers marched in by the end of the war, they decided to make it one of their headquarters, exactly because of the sound condition the city was in. a lot of the villas are in great shape today - and characteristic for wiesbaden.

early bloomings.

the solmsschlösschen ( little town villa ). it's a great building, but it is so difficult to photograph.

what's also great about wiesbaden is the blooming flora! yellow, white, pink, red - everything looks so beautiful in spring.

villas en masse.

this building caught my eye because of the silver turret. there's something about silver roofs that really turns me on.

while i was photographing the turret an elderly woman talked to me about how beautiful this building was and that it reminded her of marseille in france. we talked quite a while about this and that ( travelling, being on your own, wars, people's manners etc ), but when we bid good-bye she said to me: stay as you are, young woman, it's rare with you young people to show so much interest in things like these, and to have such a different opinion from the rest of them all. it made me feel like i was a good person, after all.

more yellow splendor.

and officially the season of the cat began. a long ongoing project of mine is the 'cat project' in which i photograph cats whenever i see & meet them. a little goal of mine is to create a photobook out of all the pictures i made. maybe i'll call it: cats in all circumstances.


after walking for a while i ended up in a garden plot area which is located near the aukammtal swimming pool.

nature is never far away from the inner city :)

i loved this entrance.

different coloured eggs for easter! it's a tradition in germany to decorate trees and bushes with these!

soft pink dream!

and i found a very delicate looking tulip. this little walk was quite a beautiful one.

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