april: the awakening.

walking by the rhine is always making me feel wide awake & conscious. no matter what time of the year it is. i tend to forget what calming effect water has on me. rivers, lakes, the big wide sea, all of them contribute to my wellbeing. when i can feel the wind on my skin and hear the waves crashing against the shores it's like my personal heaven.

i went for a walk that started in schierstein harbour and brought me to walluf, a little village situated a few kilometres away from schierstein.

the storks built their nests again! schierstein is the perfect birth place for storks and they return here year after year.

breeding.

searching for food.

boat harbour.

the little swimming house on the left is called 'die schwabbel' ( wobble in german - refers to the fact that the little house is constantly wobbling due to waves ) - it's a little snack-bar.

one of walluf's medieval squares.

one of the best things about spring are blooming magnolias. they are so magnificient.

little dead-end alleys.

pebble beach.

flowing waters.

the streets of walluf are narrow, but so charming.

water meadows that were currently dry.

this is the area where the storks are living - and a lot of other water birds and animals.

i found me some nice sitting place at the shores.

the view onto budenheim ( i think ).

tiny blossoms in a harsh environment.

the willows were budding the greenest leaves, it was simply gorgeous.

i think their leaves have the best colour and this year they represent spring for me. indeed, it could be the colour of the awakening of nature.

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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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