Few colours, much calmness

 

Still regenerating

Still regenerating

“To learn to see- to accustom the eye to calmness, to patience, and to allow things to come up to it; to defer judgment, and to acquire the habit of approaching and grasping an individual case from all sides. This is the first preparatory schooling of intellectuality. One must not respond immediately to a stimulus; one must acquire a command of the obstructing and isolating instincts.”  Friedrich Nietzsche,

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!

Cenopix

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

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Sailing season not startet yet

Waiting for the new season

What is time to the river? Only we humans obsess over days and minutes, hours and seasons.

“I can’t control the wind but I can adjust the sail.”  ―  Ricky Skaggs

Colours of life, colours of decay

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Decline is also a form of voluptuousness, just like growth. Autumn is just as sensual as springtime. There is as much greatness in dying as in procreation. Click to enlarge.

“Travailler et créer “pour rien”, sculpter dans l’argile, savoir que sa création n’a pas d’avenir, voir son oeuvre détruite en un jour en étant conscient que, profondément, cela n’a pas plus d’importance que de bâtir pour des siècles, c’est la sagesse difficile que la pensée absurde autorise.” ― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

Greylag geese resting after sunset

evening-geese

quacking and socialising

Listen to all, plucking a feather from every passing goose, but, follow no one absolutely. – Chinese Proverb

Long bygone giants – Breeser Grund

Old oaks on Breeser Grund

Ghosts from foretime and future

When I revisit the area of Breeser Grund in the vast forest of Göhrde in Lower Saxony/Germany I feel as if I’m time traveling to an ancient age. Not only does the sudden wide open surprise me each time after having crossed through the tall woods, more astonishing is the change to a historic era so abruptly.

Maybe you wouldn’t notice your feeling of small disturbance the first time you come here, but one day it would struck you, too: indeed, this place is like a Jurassic Park for oaks. Most only the remains can be seen now. The old giants are dead and nearly gone. And – I guess – never to come back again. The giant oaks are gone forever here. Even though the area is marked and protected by law as a Natural Wood Area where forest industry and trade is prohibited, replanting of new oaks seems to be a futile endeavour.

Now in mid-February of 2014 temperatures are way too high for the season. The place should have been bitter cold and covered by snow these days. This week it was not only possible to go for a gentle long distance run but I had to get rid of my windbreaker to endure the continuous warm weather.

Call it a bit far-fetched thoughts about this place and time: But for me foretime and future came together when I strolled over the Breeser Grund and took the photographs of the fallen giants at this visit. I’d say, ghosts not only emerge from past times.

Quick to socialize – kids fun on ice

 

kids-on-ice

never miss a party

Never miss a party…good for the nerves–like celery. F. Scott Fitzgerald

Little junction near the fields

to the fields

clearing up again

You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover’s arms can only come later when you’re sure they won’t laugh if you trip. Jonathan Carroll

Little wave over the stones

little wave

Winter light by the shore

The ocean makes me feel really small and it makes me put my whole life into perspective… it humbles you and makes you feel almost like you’ve been baptized. I feel born again when I get out of the ocean     Beyoncé Knowles

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

To forget myself as melted snow forgets its life

fern under the snow

Upcoming Colors

Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall. Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone. Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring. William Alexander

Rain on ice

rain-over-ice

Silent flow

All this while I’ve been packing ice around my heart. How will I make it melt…?  Ada Monroe

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

Something’s wrong here

something's wrong here

Old and new crops

The unseasonably warm winters of the recent past are a clear indication of a real environmental threat to humans and their crops. Actually we have -13 Celsius and that’s pretty cold but this used to be normal at this time of the year. But until this cold period it was more than too warm this winter.

Sunset on snow

sunset-on-snow

Getting the mood

I could stare forever into the tiny opening between your winter hat and scarf.

Taking a late walk on a snowy evening

When I left for the walk, the weather was, as usual in these days, gray and snowy today and not only rainy for a change. The light is returning slowly after solstice and I’m glad I have a little more time before complete darkness sets in. The time before darkness has this special mood I like. You somehow come closer to yourself.