random may pictures & deutsche bundestagswahl.

an assortment of various garden plants. nothing much to add here.

except, it's election day here in germany and i'm about to go voting. i just hope that the people of this country do the right thing and don't vote for the rightwing parties. i'm so scared they will move into the bundestag and get into the act of shaping this country's politics...

wenn ihr wählen geht ( und ihr solltet, selbst wenn es euch egal ist, dann wählt wenigstens irgendeine nichtbedeutende partei ), bitte entscheidet euch nicht für die nationalsozialisten und 'besorgte bürger'-parteien. wollt ihr in einer welt leben, die friedvoll und offenherzig ist, die euch den zugang in andere kulturen der welt offen hält, die respekt und gegenseitiges verständnis entgegenbringt, oder wollt ihr in einer welt leben, die mit hass und niedertracht, mit vorurteilen und engstirnigkeit, mit krieg und leid und pein verbunden ist?

wir müssen aktiv an uns arbeiten, auch in unserer derzeitigen situation, wir müssen weiter dinge verändern und verbessern. aber mit der politischen rechte wird das nicht ins positive sondern ins negative umschlagen. einen dritten weltkrieg will doch wirklich keiner. oder seid ihr eures lebens nun plötzlich doch so müde, dass ihr eine rechtsnationale politik gutheißen würdet? am abgrund zu leben, mit der angst, dass man jederzeit von einer atombombe oder einem hagelfeuer an panzerschüssen, bomben, gewehrsalven getroffen werden könnte, wenn eure regierung immer mehr provoziert und nicht de-eskaliert?

wenn ihr wieder in die zeit hitler's zurückwollt, dann kann ich nur sagen: armes menschenvolk.

phloxes.

white peony. look at her being all frilly and gorgeous.

lots more frilly peonies.

a flower that might be related to geraniacae?

chives in full bloom. love my dad's raised garden beds!

my camera was a tiny bit dirty that day, so excuse the flowmarks. chamomile.

little ladybug crawling on peony blossoms.

i couldn't get enough of these white peonies this year. what a feast for the eye.

lit up a small bonfire. it's so hypnotizing to sit around one and stare into the flames, right?

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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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