La Tristesse Et La Beauté D’Hiver – The Sadness and Beauty Of Winter

Winter does not much in between for me. I am either sliding towards the blues or towards exuberance, stopping short of ecstasy.

I like the sun, so when it’s overcast (with no sun anywhere to be seen), temperatures possibly only hovering around freezing with a chance of rain, I wail the blues. On the other hand, if the landscape is a perfect white, barely a decorative cloud in the blue sky, the sun smiling (and some winter sport equipment available) then it is like the encore of a Mötley Crüe concert in 1996 or a Van Halen concert on 1984.

Pretty black and white….expect, when it snows. Yes, I know that ideally, nature would do its precipitation, while I sleep. But I can manage, I am a reasonable man. And we got snow….loads of it.

Twenty four hours earlier, these trees, bushes and shrubs were naked and now, they make an ideal subject for photographing.

The creek is still flowing happily, because temperature sewer only at -6C. In all honesty, I say here al manly “only -6C” but with the humidity of a German Winter it feels so uncomfortably cold. But enough moaning.

When nature has been freshly covered with a thick and clean snow blanket, it makes everything so dampened and much quieter. I tried to capture this serenity with the above picture. Also I find the “tristesse”, that I mentioned above, in these images.

Alright, I leave you now to sit and wait

That an angel contemplate your fate

And do they know the places where you go….wait a minute, I am channeling Robbie Williams’ “Angels” here.

You don’t want that. You want to stay sharp and take it easy.


Markus \m/

I sit and wait

Does an angel contemplate my fate

And do they know

The places where we go

When we’re grey and old

‘Cause I have been told

That salvation lets their wings unfold

So when I’m lying in my bed

Thoughts running through my head

And I feel the love is dead

I’m loving angels instead

Transferring Or In Transit

We are in transit – yes, everyone and everything is always in transit – but I mean the deliberate act of moving from a staring point, say location “A” to a temporary destination which we shall call location C. Anything in between shall be location B, albeit for very brief periods.

And as it is when you are driving from A to C, nature makes a call and we obey. And that’s where it get interesting. I looked at the icons that indicate the men’s room and the women’s room. And you know what. The man looks like he has found the toilet just a little bit late. Look at a toddler when he pooped his “big boy pants”, he will stand there equally spread-legged, with a look of equal parts desperation and embarrassment while walking slowly, praying for invisibility in search of a place where he can find refuge to sort his “situation” out.

Now, the women’s icon is a little more problematic, because it shows that it must have been designed by a man – “Aha, I knew it! DOUBLE STANDARD”, the attentive reader will exclaim. While men love to “man-spread” and do it….frequently, there is no “woman-spreading”, regardless how comfortable such a lounging position might be. No, in the public eye, women are expected to sit and stand more like “Closed-Legs Finkelstein”.

Look at her….actually, just now, I recognize the the meaning – forget “Closed-Legs Finkelstein”. Her legs are squeezed tight together, because she desperately needs to pee. The icon captures the poor woman, in these few lonely moments when you squeeze you legs together trying to hold it in. But every second that passes bring you closer to defeat and the subsequent embarrassment. It’s a cruel world.

Under this nee light, the women’s icon is a lot more fitting and descriptive, than the male icon.

I know this is a weird entry. Why am I writing this for my dear readership and the world to read. Well, I am happy yo notice, that vacation is setting in, since my mind is starting to see things in different contexts….even weird contexts. And that’s a good thing.

Stay sharp dear reader and try look out for different meaning in the things you encounter everyday.

Cheers Markus \m/

Sunrise, Sunrise…

The little Missus was oh-soooooo-tired, so we went to bed at like 19:30 yesterday. And sure enough, 2:23am, and I am wide awake ready to tear our trees. I got up and watched the snow fall silently. Then I got out and photographed the sun rise of the freshly blanketed landscape.

In the West we had the sun and in the East we still had the snow-clouds making for a great until about 9:00 am.

Naturally, I also had to take a look at the tree on the meadow near my place.

This is looking North-East – the clouds delivered. Now, as I write this entry, I an looking out for my neighbor on his sled to groom the XC trails. “His Highness” wishes to exert himself on skies this afternoon.

Alright gang, stay sharp…


Markus \m/

Thank God It’s Christmas

Yes, I am listening to Queen and their Christmas song. We are on our way home and I am so very much looking forward to having a few days of a cheesy Christmas time. I have downloaded the perennial Christmas classic “A Christmas Story” and for Barbara “Love Actually” as well as the Johnny Cash Christmas album – we are good to go.

The closer we get to home, the more snow we have and it is snowing right now.

When you live in a non-Christian country where it is July all year long, you become a sucker for the Christmas season….well, at least I do.

More after we arrive at our place.

Stay sharp…

Markus \m/