I thought it is time for some beauty. Natural beauty, of course.
What does the word beauty spark in you?
Today, I’d like to bring it to you in the form of a glittering beautiful little wonder. Here it is again, that little wonder you can find everywhere when your senses are put on awareness.
Remember me going down very low on hot sand to take photographs of an animal in behind the camera? Well, it seems I am not the only one who loves sandy feet :0).
lying on very hot sand
There is this glittering little creature living on sandy patches and standing the heat. I am talking of the Northern Dune Tiger beetle Cicindela hybrida (in German: Dünen-Sandlaufkäfer). Quite hard to photograph, indeed, as it flies or runs (they are fast runners) off whenever you come too close. But there are tricks as I found out…. go down low, be patient, be still, don’t mind the heat of around 60 degree Celsius, and be passionate. Oh and I also talk to them ;0). Read more →
What a privilege these days thanks to modern technologies to be able to write this new story while sitting at the edge of a river breathing in air filled with summery warmth and being refreshed after a bath in it. I am out of reception, though. Yes, thankfully, this still exists!
Grey heron, different species of butterflies, dragonflies, and even a European kingfisher hang out here with us. Just a mere 20 minutes bicycle ride from home in the city.
While the river is flanked by forest and as such the scenery comes in varied green tones as well, I actually wanted to finally take you to the Canton of Jura. Remember the postcard I sent you?
For my Swiss German speaking readers who may find my English a bit challenging at times I narrate the story for a change:
Ich habe mal was Neues versucht und diese Geschichte auf Schweizer Mundart erzählt und aufgenommen. Einfach grad so von der Leber weg :-). Hört hier rein und lasst mich wissen, was ihr denkt:
Thus my title. I think I have never seen something as lush and freshly green as this area in late spring, even though I hiked in rainforests on different continents, did my Master thesis in the biggest coherent pine forests of the Alps, drove hundred of kilometres through spruce forest in Sweden, walked trough the Valley of the Giants in Western Australia and the Giants forest in California. Never before did I feel like bathing in the lushest and most freshest #fiftyshadesofgreen. Maybe I just also was really in the mood for that green colour. Such a stupendous experience and a miraculous balsam for the soul.
I meet this beautiful elderly woman. Both of us are getting ready to train our muscles. She sits there wearing her surgical stockings and a pair of black leggings after getting rid of her pair of beige jeans. She is looking for something in her bag and then starts a conversation with me. You know, when you get older not everything goes the way you want it to. I washed my clothes today and in the heat of the moment, I forgot to bring an extra shirt. Oh, I answer, no worries, that is the same at every age, I just forgot to bring my badge to get into the gym some weeks ago.
Now, she asks me, do you think I could exercise just in my leggings? I normally always also wear trunks, but they are so hot, she says while showing them to me. Of course, I reply, of course you can go just the way you are dressed now! Actually, almost everybody “just” wears leggings in the gym. But at my age? She wonders. Of course, why not! I reassure her. Read more →