Go your way


Find out who you are and do it on purpose

Find out who you are and do it on purpose

“ Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”– Oscar Wilde


In the fall, I believe again in poetry


Fall colors are funny

Fall colors are funny

“Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary.” ― Siobhan Vivian

We are all like the bright moon

full forest moon

you believe in ghosts?

“We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side.” ― Khalil Gibran

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

The gentle touches of air and water

Touch of air and water

Touch of air and water

The finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools, but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance of time.

Henry David Thoreau

Stiff and rotten to the core

Missing inner strength

Missing inner strength

“Strangely, though, the smell of decay in the air is encouraging. The giant tree which, for decades seemed a permanent feature of the landscape, solid and immovable, is now rotten to the core. One stiff gale will bring it down. And the gap left presents an opportunity – for new growth, for new experiments and, possibly, a new beginning.”

Morning frost


Clear and crisp

“Life is very tough and fragile at the same time, it never backs down or surrenders, but will break open to reveal its beauty and ugliness. As an evening primrose that blooms in the flooding moonlight, just before being trampled upon underfoot by the four-legged frost of the night.”
Anthony Liccione

Brief encounter in the wild garden


Deer in the afternoon

I was almost shouting out of surprise. In early evening, a young, pretty deer rustled about almost 10 m next to me in my wild garden and peacefully chewed on my plants. We looked at us, me disbelieving, found the deer quite bold. Both we continued our jobs. It grazed and I continued reading. A moment of unity. In the Universal Self? Or just whishful thinking? You guessed it, I read a guide to meditation.

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Winter Evening

Winter Evening

Glad we had the sun today

Flashy woods in winter time

In the winter woods

Experimenting with a flash gun to make the dark somewhat more tangible

Frosty Morning

The last leaves are shining in the frosty morning sun. Enjoying a quiet stroll through wood and fields. Frost pattern sparkling, the light revealing colours and fine structures of leaves and gras. Just walking and sensing how the change is taking place. And feeling a deep stillness.


Spooky Run

Spook run

Regenerating calmly on a Sunday morning with a mild workout

Away with the Fairies