The moon is a friend


Mooon an mist over the forest

There are nights when the wolves are silent

The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.  Carl Sandburg


Autumn sky before the night

Autumn sky before the night

There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves

“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
― Yoko Ono

To love is to burn – to be on fire

near the bond fire

You can’t stop your thoughts when the flames fade slowly

“Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn – to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise…” ― Emma Thompson

Weak on the inside

Schwerin Castle

Schwerin Castle – worth a longer visit

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings  –  Simona Panova

I used to have a handle on life, but it broke

Stielbruch - broken handle

Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view.

There is no failure except in no longer trying

At full moon when mysterious things happen ….


Full Moon Stork

…and wishes come true.

“I’m an idealist. I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m on my way” – Carl Sandburg

Before the darkness of night

Bloom before the night

In the night air, in the night air

“Don’t accommodate complains in your chamber, else you have a sleepless and restless night. Keep them away and fall in love with actions for solution!”   ― Israelmore Ayivor

Three little trees


open sky frees your head

The last light of the day

last light of the day - over the River Elbe

Day’s end over the River Elbe near Hitzacker

“A hard truth: that courage can be without meaning or impact, need not be rewarded, or even known. The world has not been made in that way. Perhaps, however, within the self there might come a resonance, the awareness of having done something difficult, of having done . . . something.”  ― Guy Gavriel Kay

Weather change ahead – dizzy moon

Moon through the tree

green cheese

“Aunt Elizabeth said, ‘Do you expect to attend many balls, if I may ask?’ and I said, ‘Yes, when I am rich and famous.’ and Aunt Elizabeth said, ‘Yes, when the moon is made of green cheese.” ― L.M. Montgomery

Am Sande – Lüneburg by night


Colors of light

I will protect you in the night


I will protect you in your dreams

I Will be watching over you
I am gonna help you see it through
I Will protect you in the night
I am smiling next to you

See you on the road, Nightrider


Winter adventure


Over the limit

Driving home for Christmas

At Hamburg-Mainstation: Driving home for Christmas

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At the Hitzacker Christmas Market

selling handmade soaps

Selling handmade soaps and keeping the resistance against nuclear power up

The cozy mood at the Hitzacker Christmas Market is always a joy to experience for me. Whereas most other markets have surrendered to full blown consumerism and pushing Xmas-Kitsch over the counter, the half day event on the Hitzacker Island has kept the character of a meeting of the village people and of surrounding whereabouts.

It’s more about having a chat in the open with friends and enjoying a Bratwurst or a Glühwein – a hot wine peppered with cinnamon and schnapps – than to do much purchases. You guessed it: Things are getting merry pretty soon – sort of a warm highlight in dark winter times, but everything stays easy.

Hitzacker dwarfs at xmas

Tuning in for xmas mood

Artful handcrafted pottery
Artful handcrafted pottery from a fetching artist

Like to see and to be seen and noticed

Main Street

Main Street

Taking a nap over Winter

There’s less critical thinking going on in this country on Main Street level – forget about the media – than ever before. We’ve never needed people to think more critically than now, but they’re all taking a big nap.

A wind has blown the rain away

A wind has blown the rain away

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you’re gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.
Alice Hoffman

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