Hallo lieber Gast

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

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Magic happens!

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We have two complete fairy rings mushrooms in the middle of our garden. 









I don't have a drone so I can't photograph the rings in full. They are approximately 2 meters in diameter.



The Snail

To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall,
The snail sticks close, nor fears to fall,
As if he grew there, house and all
                                                Together.

Within that house secure he hides,
When danger imminent betides
Of storm, or other harm besides
                                                Of weather.

Give but his horns the slightest touch,
His self-collecting power is such,
He shrinks into his house, with much
                                                Displeasure.

Where'er he dwells, he dwells alone,
Except himself has chattels none,
Well satisfied to be his own
                                                Whole treasure.

Thus, hermit-like, his life he leads,
Nor partner of his banquet needs,
And if he meets one, only feeds
                                                The faster.

Who seeks him must be worse than blind,
(He and his house are so combin'd)
If, finding it, he fails to find
                                                Its master.



William Cowper 1731 – 1800



 shared with: Image-in-Ing My Corner of the World -  Little Things Thursday.





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the cute found

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Two weeks ago we've spent holidays at Fuerteventura in a really beautiful villa. At the first day we've watched an adult cat passing the lovely planted garden. At the 2nd day while we were relaxing at the pool and terrace I heard some little kittens calling for their mom and we discovered these three cute kittens.





A bit too thin, very shy but enterprising and lively. We waited the whole day and the kittens too, but no mother returned. So we decided to feed them in the evening and they were so very hungry and thirsty.  And so we've done the whole week. They didn't leave the small area round the hole in the roof, but they played together and enjoyed the sun... and our nice food and the water.





The bad news after our holidays week is: the mother cat didn't return and we were sure these kittens are too young to survive without her. So we've informed our kind staff and Juanita immediately fall in love to them. She has assured that she will take care of the kittens. She's such a warm hearted person, that I'm sure, these story will have a



HAPPY END 











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