As you have gathered by now, I live in Bangkok – a big, chaotic, dirty, always insanely congested, yet fascinating Asian metropolis. On my last trip, we went to the opposite end of the spectrum. A place where – at least – my soul can breathe deeply. A place where you can breather the air, but where you cannot see it. A place where you can sleep without the constant humming of an AC. A place where hills roll gently and green meadows extend from horizon to horizon.
I know, can it get any kitschier? And the answer is:”No!” But it soothes me and I find solace in the picture, because I have been there and seen it. This place exists, it is not make believe. And I find it especially soothing when I see it in black and white.
But why does it soothe me? Because life, as I experienced it here, is not complicated. There is lots of dairy farming – and milk to me is the “juice of life”. Not only is it the perfect base for a good cocoa, but it also is the basis for so may other great foods: cheese curd, cheeses, and yogurt – it does not get any better.The tower of the Muenster in Ulm. Inside the church, I saw these two boys, their parents parked, while they visited the church.
I felt reminded of myself when I was their age – only that I would have not had a console to play with. In fact I would have not sat still, but would have probably been apprehended by the priest for “exploring the building a little too much” – and my parents would been embarrassed.
I will close with this image of leaves against the morning sky.
I admit, I do not know hat tree this is. The leaves remind me of a Locus Tree we had in our old house, but the overall leaf structure looks too much like a fern. Anyway, I am not a botanist, but I can still appreciate the beauty of the intricate silhouette the leaf makes against the sky. And that is why I like the picture.
Alright – stay sharp. I have one reader in particular, who despite being on vacation, just can’t help staying vigilant and sharp.
Cheers Markus \m/