Before the sun came through – dust of snow over the fields

Just a dust of snow

Just a dust of snow

This morning I went up the little path behind my house through the woods to reach the wide open. The snow powdered fields where still overcast but the sun finally made it through. Not more than a white dust covered the ground for the first time this winter. When the light intensified my mood rose with the enforced whiteness, my walk got winged as my spirit, the dark colours subsided with the upcoming light. How nice winter can be!

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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

You. Solid as a rock?

Elbe near Hitzacker

Storm over the hills

“A solid answer to everything is not necessary. Blurry concepts influence one to focus, but postulated clarity influences arrogance.” ― Criss Jami

Three little trees

three-trees-sunset

open sky frees your head

Willow Tree. Bending in the wind

 

The willow which bends to the tempest

The willow which bends to the tempest

Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.

Tall pines – skybound

pines - skybound

connected with the sky

People all arising
In the morning bright and breezy
Thinking back to yesterday
When life seemed to be so easy  – Blackie And The Rodeo King

When I get lonely….

when i get lonely

own unfulfilled yearnings?

“When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.”

― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

The snow loves the trees and fields

the snow loves the trees and fields

…..till the summer comes again…

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” 
 Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Relaxed early morning run

early-morning-run

A great start of the day

The truth is, I’m not very good at waking up early to workout and run. Usually I prefer the late afternoon for my runs. But when I saw this great sky colors open over the sea by my holiday flat – no more snoozing and going back to sleep – I was at the beach in a blink. And indeed it was a great start of the day and the incoming rain later on could not change anything about my pleasure.

Flying high

 

flying-high

Let past failures rest

Life is tough sometimes, never regret our past failure, keep moving on; having faith and believing that disappointment is a great teacher you will surely fly high.

Ready for takeoff

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Before the Burst of Rain

awaiting-the-rain

Remnants of the cleaned field: Stones and Potatoes

alte-jetzel-hitzacker

Alte Jetzel at Hitzacker

More water photos: Fine Art Prints and Cards

 

“Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water. Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it, because they have no way to change it. So the flexible overcome the adamant, the yielding overcome the forceful. Everyone knows this, but no one can do it.”

Laotze

At the Stormy Beach – Feeling the Energy

stormy-beach

Enjoying Nature at the Beach

Deep blue sky

april-sky

Deep blue

At the Elbe River

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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Field pattern

field-pattern

Soft light from the overcast sky made the colours seem to glow