Hallo lieber Gast

willkommen in den klaren Weiten im Norden Deutschlands, begleite mich auf meinen Pfaden durch die Natur, Ausflügen und Reisen, auf der Suche nach Ruhe und Anregung. Entdecke mit mir Linien und Freiräumen, die die Perspektiven, die Vielfalt der Farben und Formen dieser Welt und unserer Natur uns bieten und genieße Momente der Nachdenklichkeit, Poesie und philosophischen Worte großer Dichter und Denker, manchmal auch meine eigenen lyrischen Texte dazu.

Schön, dass Du Dir die Zeit genommen hast - wunderbar, Dich hier zur wissen!

" Ich muss mich ganz im Stillen mit meiner Außenwelt reiben,. sonst werde ich untauglich für die Welt."

- Paula Modersohn-Becker

soft tones IV


Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: 
I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.



Joy found

Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it. 

- Greg Anderson


The coastal region of Schleswig-Holstein is worth more than a short break, but better short as nothing. We enjoyed so much being at the seaside again and most places were free and not overcrowded. 

Welcome September



The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
the grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.
But none of all this beauty
Which floods the earth and air
Is unto me the secret
Which makes September fair.
‘T is a thing which I remember;
To name it thrills me yet:
One day of one September
I never can forget.

by Helen Hunt Jackson


Southern Corners Sant'Abbondio - Hermann Hesse



Als Hesse im Mai 1919 ohne Familie in Montagnola, oberhalb des Luganer Sees ankommt, weiß er nicht, dass dieser Ort der sein wird, an dem er sein gesamtes restliches und von nun an sehr erfolgreiches Leben verbringen hier. Hier auf dem Friedhof von Sant'Abbondio ist sein Grab zu finden. 

When Hesse arrived in May 1919 without family in Montagnola, above Lake Lugano, he did not know that this place would be where he would spend the rest of his life, which from now on was very successful. His grave can be found here in the cemetery of Sant'Abbondio. 

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Southern Corners 25 - Menorca's Silence


  “I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. 
It has a quality and a dimension all its own.”

― Chaim Potok, The Chosen

Menorca is one of the marvelous Spanish Balearean islands located in the Mediterranean Sea and if you can visit this gorgeous spot during the pre-or after-season. It's incredibly beautiful and silent and it's easy to discover wonderful places only on you alone. 

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My North - Lueneburg Heath


A wise traveler never despises never his own country. 

William Hazlitt

The magic of the heather bloom

All you need to know about the heather bloom on Lueneburg Heath

Lueneburg Heath, Europe's largest interconnected heath area, offers a natural landscape that is without comparison in Central Europe. The unique charm of the Lueneburg Heath landscape comes into its own when the heather blooms in August and September. The vibrant purple of millions of blooms interspersed with the luscious green of juniper bushes and spruce trees and the silvery-white of the birch trees immerse the entire region in a blaze of color.

When does the heather bloom?

The heather (Calluna vulgaris) blooms from the beginning of August until mid-September if climatic conditions are evenly balanced. An old 'heathen' rule of thumb says "The heather blooms from 08.08. to 09.09. every year!" You can keep an eye on the current stage of the heather bloom with our Heather Blooming Barometer. We keep track of each phase of the bloom from July to September and publish new photos in the Heather Bloom Barometer on our website nearly every day.

read more-> ©www.lueneburger-heide.de   

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Losing a pet


Golden Eyes

When golden eyes no longer glow,
and we both know it’s time to go,

Don’t look at me with eyes so sad,
but think of better times we had,

When sunlight did upon us shine,
and happy days were yours and mine,

And through the grass we both did run,
and on our backs we felt the sun,

Think not of this dark final hour,
think not of when our lives turned sour,

Think not of hopelessness and pain,
but think of joy and laugh again,

For in that final act of love,
you released me to heaven above,

Where finally from pain I’m free,
where one day you will join with me,

Where together again we will rejoice,
and you and I as with one voice,

Will in perfect harmony sing,
of the joy and pain that love can bring,

And remember me just as I will,
always think of you until,

At last, again I see your face,
grieve not, I am in a better place.

Carol Walker

In addition to the unbearably painful loss of my beloved father in March of this year, there is now also the difficult farewell to my Xenia after 17 wonderful years in our life. 

 shared with: Sandy's Feline Friday


My North - Anticipation


“Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called.”

― A. A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

Planning our first time in August 2021 after the two-year pause of the Covid lookdown, enjoying the wonderful North Sea coast again is just the same moment like that Pooh described ... 





Golddurchflammte Ätherwogen,
Schwerer Äste grüne Bogen,
Süß verwob'ne Träumerei'n…
Sommer, deine warmen Farben,
Helle Blumen, gold'ne Garben
Leuchten mir ins Herz hinein…

In dem Wald, dem dämm'rig düstern,
Hörst du's rauschen, lispeln, flüstern,
Elfenmärchen – Duft und Schaum…?
Blumenkinder nicken leise,
Lauschen fromm der alten Weise
Von des Waldes Sommertraum…

Und der See, der windumfächelt
Lallend plätschert, sonnig lächelt,
Netzt das Schilf aus lauem Born…
Rosen blühen am Gelände,
Rosenglut, wo ich mich wende,
Und im Herzen tief ein Dorn…

Lisa Baumfeld, 1877 - 1897


Southern Corners 24 - Windows of Porquerolles

There's a world out there. Open a window, and it's there.

Robin Williams

Planning the vacations for 2022 I just thinking of one of my favorite spots at the Mediterranean Sea, the island of Porquerolles. And I found all these lovely shots of windows which create such a wonderful atmosphere. 

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