The 28th edition of Afro-Pfingsten closed yesterday and what a colourful, peaceful, and multicultural spectacle it was, once more. Afro-Pfingsten is a music festival (actually much more than that) in Winterthur/Switzerland and takes place during the week up to and over the weekend of Pentecost. The latter means Pfingsten in German, hence the name Afro-Pfingsten. It is a week full of music, laughter, drums, humans from every walk of life, food from all over the world, and a mixture of languages, cultures, looks and styles that you feel like travelling the world by visiting just one city in a small country.Read more
Good day dear reader, thank you for being here, for coming back and following my blog. How are you today?
I feel humbled by the beautiful feedback and comments I am getting. Thank you so much! Since I also receive so wonderful words about my photography, I thought to take you behind the camera. Maybe it is a cliché, but for me it is true: I am rarely in front of the camera, and I do prefer to be behind it.
Sometimes, though, my husband succeeds in taking a shot whilst I am taking pictures or I took one where I also appear. From time to time, I even ask for it being taken, because it needed to be on camera :0).
Small things and flowers are definitely something I am drawn to. This then may look like this:Read more
Cherry cherry lady……. hold on….. it is Cheri Cheri lady :-). The title of this post somehow reminded me of that song from the Eighties and it got stuck in my head. There it stayed that catchy tune and I don’t want to withhold it from your mind and ears, so here you go: Cheri Cheri Lady.
Now let’s turn our eyes and ears to the cherries and the other fruit trees that were or still are blooming in our latitudes. Apples, pears, and quince still do, cherries’ spectacle only lasts for a mere two weeks usually a bit before the other fruit trees come into blossom. So you have to be on it in order not to miss it. It was a dream of mine to take a photograph of one of those roads winding through cherry groves. This year I took the chance. After my father sent me pictures from his drive through THE region in Switzerland where you can see cherry trees everywhere, and roads winding through them, my hubby and I looked for a place to get to by public transport (we don’t have a car). Buuseregg in Basel-Land was the place we decided to go. The region has a very helpful website where you can find your own way of how you want to observe the happening: Baselland-Tourismus.