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may: abundance.

every year it amazes me: spring and its colour explosion. while i adore autumn for the same reason, it is a different notion that hits me in spring. it's rebirth, budding anew, it's an awakening. i love spring for this, as much as i love autumn for the decay, for going underground, back to earth and soil, painted like fire, like inferno, roaring up before it ends in winter. this circle is what enamours me the most about these two seasons, the start and the finish of something, and those two connecting like an ouroboros, metaphorically speaking. round and round, the world dies and is reborn, is reborn and then dies, again, and again, an endless circle.

spring brings hope for something new, and it opens your eyes to the beauty of the world, something we tend to overlook quite often. it reminds you of not giving up, even if it is only the desire of getting to see the abundance of colours every year, and drinking it in, fueling your inner well, in hope that it won't dry out so soon again.


feathery things.

this jewish graveyard is kept away from the public behind high walls because of cases of vandalism in the past. it is located in diefflen/dillingen, in the state of saarland. my dear friend l., who is originally from here, showed me this little pearl while we were visiting her family. i was too small to overlook the walls, so these pictures actually were not shot by me, but my friend. so grateful for tall friends ;P

the graveyard is the biggest jewish one in whole saarland. there are about 470 gravestones.



in the middle of may i visited my parents. the annual meeting of schlossvippach and its twin city ramonchamp took place and i wanted to be part of that this year. i've been attending those meetups since i was a kid, until i moved away to wiesbaden. every year they visit each other in either france or germany and even though i'm never quite able to visit them in france,( the date they always visit our twin town is a public holiday - pentecoast - and i always have to work on that date, because people go crazy ) i often manage to take part in germany. but it's not that grave, 'cause outside of that official meet-up we visit our french friends as well ( it happened in october this year, and it was so good ).

but first, some garden shots. i probably mentioned it a hundred times already, but i'm obsessed with my parent's garden.

peonies.




this almost black tulip made my heart jump. the velvety look of it is really something,

the japanese cherry tree had its first full bloom! quite a little wonder, seeing he's still a baby tree.

its twigs were heavy with oversized blossoms.


more beautiful tulpis.

and a very extravagant variety, the fringed tulip.

the tulips this year came in bulks. these are rather alien-looking.

baby pink dream.

the cherry trees were blooming, too *_*

it is wonderful to see nature blooming like this and it already makes me excited for next year.

if anybody reads this, what are your favourite seasons and most importantly, why?

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