31.3.19

*Birthday snowdrops


{Music: Thysbe – Oskar Schuster}

March is nearly over.
Here are some moments filmed around my Birthday,
the time when snowdrops are covering the ground of the forests.

I cleaned the greenhouse and only recently started to grow little seedlings on the window sill. So far only some cucumbers are showing up, but we still have quite frosty mornings, so it all needs still a bit of patience.

Since years we have a collard dove couple living near to our garden – I see them every day and suddenly there was this wood pigeon sitting on one of our birches every morning. Since then I observed it daily and now it has also found a mate. It's nice to think that pigeon couples stay together for their whole life. 

27.3.19

*what remained from last summer






This place looked like it had no winter behind it,
it seemed like an endless late summer with all the dry flowers and grasses and fruits on the trees,
but it was so cold, even though the sun looked so invitingly warm.

21.3.19

*Up high


{Music: Boys don't cry – The Cure – Acoustic cover by ortoPilot}

A little movie from our mountain trip at the end of February/beginning of March. We found such beautiful places up high, overlooking the mountain tops and because weather was much warmer this time, there were waterfalls here and there created from the snowmelt.

17.3.19

*yellow...






Yellow, warm brown and sky blue.

16.3.19

*daffodil portrait






Daffodil portraits
to invite spring.

13.3.19

*ice formations






That white swan looked so astray in the blackness of the river water.
We found the most beautiful ice formations in a little tributary of that same river.
Frozen lakes are so beautiful and became so rare. Nevertheless we are ready for spring now!

10.3.19

*41cm






41cm and the sky is laughing. 

7.3.19

6.3.19

*February moments


{Music: Ich trage nichts von dir in mir – Tocotronic}

Translation of the song:

I don't carry anything from you
I don't carry anything from you
I don't carry anything from you
in me
Nothing persists in me
Nothing persists in me
Nothing persists
in me
I am an empty place
I am an empty place
I am an empty
place