A picture from my recent trip to Mittenwald and a little slice of heaven. It was the perfect place for a little break and to take in the serene stillness and pristine beauty. The water looked inviting, but would feel chilly at first contact. It didn’t stop a father and son who took a dip along with the family dog who loved it. The weather was an ever changing display with rays of light dancing on the lake, and clouds playing with the peaks.
Wherever you find yourself, make sure to stay for awhile and watch Natur at play. Become still and observe your feelings. Listen to your soul and feel peace fill your lungs.
I’m off to collect more moments today and hope to find a few just like this.
Happy weekend everyone…
Another beauty encountered on our hike was this little mountain chapel. A storm was brewing and it softly rained off and on throughout the day. The peaks were hiding in the clouds at times, but the ambiance and feel couldn’t have been any more peaceful. The trails were deserted and left mostly to ourselves while exploring this prestige wilderness.
This was at the entrance to the Leutasch Geister Klamm (Leutasch Ghost Gorge) from yesterday. It is in the Alps more then anywhere else that you still find these traditionally stacked hay stacks. I love them and they are a common part for me when I’m in the mountains here.
The grey granite wall used to be the ocean floor that was thrown up in violent times to stand upright as we see it today. If you look close you can see white lines throughout the rock. It is said that the space between the white lines signify 100.000 years each. Incredible….
Went out for a short Bike-ride the other day in search of what spoke to my soul.
I found this combination of savannah grass, puffy clouds and a single tree and took a symbolic meaning away from it.
My interpretation of this view is to reach for the heavens and float through the troubles, to stay rooted and grounded even if you have to stand alone, to always remember to keep beauty within your heart, no matter how difficult and how thick things get.
What better way to end the day then with a glorious sunset. When nighttime falls in the shire…
Bloom of the Elder tree outside my window. I’m fascinated with its beauty and it has special meaning for me. I can hear it call my name.
Another picture from last nights bike ride and the herd of sheep I encountered. While the black one was hiding in the middle laying down, this one seemed to be challenging me. It kept stomping his hind leg into the dirt which appeared funny, almost as if he wanted to say “Let’s go”. In actuality I’m sure it was to ward off flies and mosquitos and I got to experience these pesky critters first hand. I would have stayed out a little later, but after the third bite, it was time to return back home and enjoy the last light from the hammock.
I have always loved the German skies. I’m not sure what exactly makes it a German sky, but the cloud formations as well as the clouds themselves always seem different from the ones in the states. No matter what place I’m in, I could always watch for hours and watch the shapes dance across the sky.
Exciting news reached me yesterday and my girlfriend told me that her husband now has an E-bike and is willing to let me have his old bike for the summer. She is babysitting two very important dogs right now, which are the dogs of her Son, professional Goalie from the 1. FCN Nürnberg. After a quick invitation we ended up with a lake walk with two important dogs (Demba and Socke) in tow and chatted for awhile. My girlfriend lives in a nearby town, 9 kilometers away from me and is one busy lady.
It was getting late in the evening and I was going to ride the bike back to my house. I think some people might have been worried about my ability to do so which almost shook my own confidence. After all it had been many many moons since I rode a bike. I don’t even remember, but how bad could it be right, the worst thing that could happen was that I’d be sore the next day. I wasn’t too worried about it and I was looking forward to the exercise.
Angie (my girlfriend) suddenly noted that I’d be best in my way and pointed out the window. Storm clouds were building to the south and perhaps I should try out paddle them on my first journey. Maybe it be a little much getting wet on top of it, but “You will dry again if you do she said in laughter. We said our goodbyes and soon I was on my way. The bike was a tiny bit too high for me, but I decided that this was not the time to mess with adjusting the saddle. I better be on my way. Off I went to the outskirts of town where a steep incline was ahead of me. All would be downhill and smooth sailing after that, and I could literally feel the breeze in my face. I made it half way up, steep, steep, steep, feeling my upper thighs on fire. My calves are good from hiking, but this was working my upper thighs, and mind you that I have done nothing but sit at Mom’s bedside since the end of February. I’d be sore tomorrow, I thought, no doubt about it. I decided to push it for the rest of the way and climbed off. Once I reached the top, the lighting was perfect and soon I found myself distracted, snapping a few pictures. Storm clouds where? I think I completely forgot….I would try again, right! Finally ready to continue, I climbed the bike again, but the pedals kept turning without the tires moving forward. The chain had slipped off and after further investigation I had no choice but to turn around and go back to my girlfriends house. The chain guard made it impossible to slip the chain back onto the gears and would have to be taken off. No tools, no luck, and no sunset ride for that night.
But hey, I know I will soon or later have another chance this week and I got to take some cool pictures before it all happened. 😉
It finally rained and all the snails came out and slow danced to a special kind of love affair.
This post was inspired by the lovely Lisa at lismorepaper.com (sorry link is still not working). It was her post that reminded me of a picture I recently took while hiking up the hill in my village. I came across a few ladybugs which are suppose to bring good luck. Quickly I remembered my childhood experiences and how we used to count the dots to see how old the lovely ladybug was. Each dot signifies one year of life, and I’m not sure where I heard this and if it holds truth to it.
Today, I am sending this lovely critter your way and love to dedicate it to Roda’s critter challenge at growingself.blog. May it bring luck and sunshine your way. 😉🦋❤️