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December 21st, 2014

Christmas market

by Li+Belle

At last, yesterday we managed to stroll through the Christmas market in Ratisbon.
I like being in the city.
She is old and the houses are close together.
Around this time, it quickly becomes dark and it is decorated throughout festive.
It shines and sparkles at every turn.
At the Christmas market, we always eat (every year) a grilled sausage wrapped in a bun, topped with spicy mustard.
For this purpose, a mulled wine.
And after we are gone another round, we still eat a fresh hot crepe filled with Nutella.

This year we photographed the Christmas market from above.
It looks very small.
But do not be fooled, there are many, many people here.

At the end we were yesterday still in the cinema.
We wanted to watch a German, Christmassy, funny, tears touching love story.
And it was then, German, Christmas, funny and touching tears.
Oh and by the love of course also occurred.

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December 19th, 2014

morning walk

by Li+Belle

Today I have a day off. The work rested and I as well.
Luckily for me there was sunshine in the morning
and Frieda and I walked a long while over the fields and through the woods.
Turned the face to the sun and eyes closed,
fresh, lukewarm air breathed
and found peace.
It feels like spring and not, as of December and a few days before Christmas.
But so what?

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December 2nd, 2014

CornerView – open doors

by Li+Belle

Open doors for friends and family …
I like the winter time very much
when everything is cozy and bathed in warm light.
When the incense smell goes through the rooms
and the smell of freshly baked Christmas cookies.
I also like the summer time
when friends and family are to visit
and all the windows are open.
When the birds are chirping
and you can hear the voices of the neighbors.
And mild wind fills the curtains.
I like it when friends come to visit,
when the house is filled with laughter,
clattering cutlery and wine glasses
and good entertainment.
Sometimes …
because I like the quiet also
and the sound oft the simple ticking of the kitchen clock.

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This is the front door.
You are welcome if you come in.

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Living room with open door for cozy evenings on the couch.

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And the entrance to the kitchen.
The door I’ve changed many years ago against a blue beaded curtain.
Currently we are baking a lot and lit the candles on the Advent wreath.

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 open doors –
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November 25th, 2014

CornerView – one color

by Li+Belle

A great photograph is one that fully expresses
what one feels, in the deepest sense,
about what is being photographed.

Ansel Adams

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Black /white photography is something I want to dominate.
Because on a black/white picture you limit yourself to the most important, the most necessary.
Too much should not there be, and yet must be able to lose it.

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 – one color –
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November 18th, 2014

CornerView – one song

by Li+Belle

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As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I’ve known proves that it’s right
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

Johnny Cash

I admit it, my English is very, very lousy. Last Saturday I went to the friend of a friend, I had to pick up something. It was not far, but I went this route for the first time. And I crossed a wonderful, late autumn forest. The leaves had already fallen in part, and the rest who still clung to the trees, was a little yellow and mostly brown. A gorgeous brown, a warm brown, one in which you would like to place and rest.
I could not resist, I had to stop, get out and take pictures. It smelled lovely – do you know what reminds me of the smell of autum? – the smell of wood pencils, which I used in school. Stained or pencil, no matter, the main thing they were made of wood.
And it was quiet. Very quiet. Most birds are gone – to the south. And the few that are still left, here and there rustled the leaves. There was no wind … it was just silent.

When I went back to the car, I stood in the middle of the road, just on one of those white markings, and then I remembered the song “walk the line” of Johnny Cash. And now I close the circle to my first sentence of this long textes – after I was back at home and had considered and prepared the pictures  for the blog, I searched the internet for a translation lyrics of walk the line. And this resulted in a completely different sense, as I have translated it into German.

Now I know though, as it is, but for me the song will always have something to do with a road on which marks it pays to walk. Because that means the word for word translation into German.

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Later, I made myself comfortable. As cozy as you made it in the late fall when it is cool outside and is rapidly dark. I cooked a cup of coffee and ate a lemon cake. And reading a book of my favorite author … and indeed of a road. John Steinbeck’s “Cannery Row”, the road that tells of the life of casual workers, scoundrels, whores and queers.

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 one song –
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November 11th, 2014

CornerView – what do you do when you are alone at home

by Li+Belle

What I do when I’m home alone.
Hmm … I have to think. I’m rarely alone at home.
If my daughter is not there, so our Frieda is always at me.
So I’m never really alone at home.
But what I do when I’m alone with Frieda, I can tell you.
I love to  walk alone with Frieda,
I like to drink a cup of coffee just for me,
I enjoy it, to hear only the ticking of the clock when I’m sitting alone in the kitchen.
I often read the newspaper or a book, if I’m alone.
I surf the internet and visit your blogs.
I am also happy on the couch, alone and in absolute peace.
I watch movies or series (did I mention that I love to watch tv series?).
Sometimes I edit photos and create a blog post.
I do not do much, but is very good for me.
Then I often do nothing special and enjoy.

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 what do you do when you are alone at home –
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November 4th, 2014

CornerView – one book

by Li+Belle

So. A book.
There are some books that I love to read,
and some authors,
for example TCBoyle, Stewart O’Nan, and John Steinbeck,
who write wonderfully.
Of course I could tell you
that I read Goethe, Schiller and Thomas Mann – the great German writers,
or even the authors of the thirties,
which were banned for example Brecht, Seghers and Kästner.
Not to despise are also the postwar authors such as Lenz, Böll or Walser.

And maybe it’s almost a shame that I am coming –
who has the chance of  a wonderful German, world-famous literature –
with a book to you which is now one might call trash.

But it doesn’t matter. I dare.

Diana Gabaldon … and the legend of the highlander
So now it is out.
Eight volumes, each with thousands of pages and (thankfully) no end in sight.
I begun to read,
one after the other until I had some time to read all the books from this one-off series years ago.
And now as soon as new comes from this series and no matter what it costs,
I’m the first to buy it.
Even if I do not immediately read it, I have to buy it.

It is at home, and I sneak about it how the cat around the milk.
I am filled with joy and excitement, how the series is going on,
what adventures will happen and if I will again meet all my old friends.

The book or the many books are about love,
family,
togetherness,
Scottish and American history,
from adventures in the wilderness,
war and hate,
fights and justice,
and about everyday life of the American settlers and Scottish freedom fighter.

And the best part: the first volume has just been made ​​into a successful series.
I was a little bit worried that the actors won’t embody what I had imagined the whole volumes.
And if it is described as, and if worked with due care. And yes, it was. And I was not disappointed.

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one book –
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October 30th, 2014

Eibsee – Bayrische Alpen

by Li+Belle

In the late afternoon when we arrived the Alps, we visited first the near Eibsee.
The beer gardens and cafes on the lake were already closed and only a few visitors walked along the shore.
Thus we have the way and the silence for us.
It was a beautiful autumn evening, the trees shone in all colors, as the sun disappeared behind the mountains.
The lake lay still, motionless. No wind ruffled the water.
And Frieda enjoyed also the walk because she was allowed to run off leash.

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Only this machine at the end of the parking lot recalled that the lake usually visited by many tourists.

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October 21st, 2014

CornerView – stranger

by Li+Belle

Last weekend we decided to make a short trip to enjoy the wonderful autumn.
And what lends itself more than the Alps in Bavaria?

I was not born in Bavaria, but I moved here in my youth.
Bavaria is my home.

However, despite the many years it feels like I’m a stranger in Bavaria.
It begins with the language.
Bavarian is a dialect that you – if actual Bavarian is spoken – do not understand readily.
At the first time at the new school was very strange for me.
I understood nothing.
Now after many years I understand the language clearly.
I even think I speak a little bit of Bavarian, or at least a German.

The Bavarians consider themselves to be German, but actually they would like a country in itself.
Encapsulated from Germany, a separate republic.
Or even monarchy, as it want the Bavarian royalists.
The actual Bavarian restrict the Bavarian country also.
The Franconia, which belongs partly to Bavaria, is already the land of Prussia.
For everything above a certain imaginary boundary is not Bavarian but prussian.
Although it still belongs to Bavaria.
Strange, do not you think?

Bavaria is strongly connected with the church.
There are many customs and traditions, I do not know and also do not celebrated.
But I’m very interested.
Even the Bavarian food is partly another, than I was accustomed to as a child.
Roast pork and dumplings, a sour potato salad, apple strudel.

Bavaria is a rich country.
It’s a country in which the children receive a good education.
For example, the Bavarian High School is one of the most difficult schools of Germany
= education is not uniform in Germany.
Bavaria’s conservative, christian and yet so colorful.
Bavarians are often grumpy and have a quirky sense of humor.
And I love it.
Bavaria is a very beautiful country with a different nature.
The highlights include Munich, the subalpine lakes and the Alps.
And a few castles.

The best known is Castle Neuschwanstein in Hohenschwangau.
It is about two hours away from us.
And we also visited it on our short trip.

We thought we walk to the castle, buy tickets and make an English guide
(it is only possible to get into the castle with a guide, and we want to practice English).
We did not expect the masses of tourists that flock on a beautiful autumn to Neuschwanstein.
Four hours would have lasted until the next guide.
We have decided to come back on a cold winter day.

Bavaria is well worth a visit – I can put any to the heart.
But until then … I will show you more of the country in which I live.
Let’s make together a year travel through Bavaria … do you like to do?
And then you will no longer be a stranger.

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Castle Neuschwanstein from afar.
And on the first image right beside the mountain called Säuling. (2047 m)
Exactly 20 years ago (madness is not it?), I have climbed this mountain with a group of friends.
We all got to know in our training as a nurse  and are always friends.
Up there I experienced chamois in the wild and celebrated the summit above the clouds.

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Top image photographed my daughter.
She stood on the bridge Marie, of which one has a wonderful view of Neuschwanstein Castle.
The bridge was named after Queen Marie and performs on the Pöllatschlucht.
And it is very, very high.

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In addition to the Castle Neuschwanstein is only a few kilometers away Castle Hohenschwangau.
The castle was the first one and Bavarian king Ludwig II has there spent his nursery.
Castle Neuschwanstein was built later by Ludwig II.
He wanted to idealize his idea of ​​a knight’s castle from the Middle Ages.

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Autumn in Bavaria

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This is a typical house with murals from the Bavarian Alps.
Because where I live there is rarely painted houses,
because it depends in what area you are.

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Here you can see a typical Bavarian food:
Bratwürstl + Kartoffeln + Sauerkraut (fried sausages with potatoes and sauerkraut)

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 – stranger –
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October 14th, 2014

CornerView – rough

by Li+Belle

 rough
… sometimes Brittany looks rough,
full of corners and edges,
stormy weather,
quaint people.
I like that.
A lot.

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rough –
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