Prunn, Germany, August 2014
I’m always fascinated by the tenacity of nature, life itself, struggling and stubborn, making use of any grain it would get. I mean all these little plants that manage to grow on or in the apparently most impossible places to grow, like between tiles of the road, on or from walls of abandoned buildings or the walls of stone from rocks and peaks. And they don’t only manage to set their roots in the rock, and grow, they are thriving, some even managing to break or destroy, bit by bit, the stone. And they look so fragile, with their thin twigs and delicate leafs. The little tiny seeds and plants that manage to overcome the mighty rocks.
Eggersberg, Germany, August 2014
When traveling by plane I prefer the seat at the window, because I get a perspective over the landscape that it doesn’t usually happen to have. Seeing the world, or at least this or that little piece of it, from above gives me a feeling of tranquility, as I see how beautiful our little planet is. Feeling followed by one of humility, as realizing, one more time, how small and insignificant we are in the large scheme of things, of out Universe.
Prunn, Germany, July 2014
I’m always fascinated by such architectural details, like this little balcony, as it seems so random and yet the builder made all possible to serve a need, that that respective room has a balcony or a passage to the other room, to the left. It doesn’t seem possible in the architecture of our days, as everything is or seem to must be symmetric, fit a grid and nothing is allowed to get “out of the line”.
Germany, June 2015
One of our neighbors is so kind to us, to come mostly afternoons, in our tree and enchant our ears and hearts with a beautiful free concert. One can only wonder about his rich and diverse repertoire of sounds, whistles and melodies. I even think that the inspiration for some of his whistles were sounds made by machinery (like cars and trains) created by humans.
Dresden, Germany, August 2014
The German word for meerkats or suricates is”Erdmännchen” which would translate as “Earth-people” (or “little-ground-men”, as someone nicely corrected me). I find it suits these little fellows more, as they look to me like little furry people, with pointy noses and whiskers all over the face. I assume they were named so since they stand on their posterior legs, like humans do.
Dresden Zoo, Germany, August 2014
In the pavilion for Nordic wild-life, a gracious little bird crossing the wooden bridge, showing not much fear of the visitors.
August 2014, Dresden, Germany
“Hitzewelle” is the German equivalent to “heat wave” in English. And this is what it feels like we are having now here, and I guess the best thing to do in this time is to be a lion, shaved of your fur and lay lazy on a rock, in the shadow. Who’s in for an ice cream?