Sundays

Lazy Sunday afternoon:


Nike and Steffi


you have to sitt on the other side of the river, to have the nice Mainz view and sun in the evening!


can you read Astrid Lindgren stories to me?


the house i am living in


Nike and me

Volleyball



I prefer watching them and taking pics





i just love children


yummie


JUMP!













the cathedral of Mainz

Revolution?

Wenn aus der Geburt eine High-Tech-Operation wird

http://www.zeit.de/wissen/gesundheit/2011-04/hebammen-geburt?page=1


Viel Spaß beim lesen.

Spring

I know i havent been posting for quiet a while, but now you will get pictures again. Maybe you will even get snow pics, even spring just started! Last weekend we had our first really nice and almost hot day of the year. I even got sunburned! But you can see it by yourself:

We did a walk through Mainz its a very green city actually you just have to know where. Thats is the Rhein:



Late breakfast behind our house...



a friend of us is renovating his boat








sometimes you even forget that you are in the middle of a city...


only sometimes houses pop up....









me planting flowers for the balcony

Urschrei

ein Schrei in der Nacht
nicht wie das angstvolle Pfeifen eines Hasen
oder das Klagen eines verwundeten Rehs
ein Ruf so alt wie die Zeit
das wilde Grollen einer Bärin in ihrer Höhle
wie lauter Donner zwischen den Bergen
ungehemmt wie die stürmische See
ein Blitz, als berührte der Himmel die Erde
dann Stille
und in der Stille
das leise Weinen eines Neugeborenen


sorry for all the english speakers, but sometimes its hard to translate poetry, i will try it (by the way, it was easier than i thought):

Primal scream:
a scream in the night,
not the frightened whistle of a rabbit
or the moan of a wounded deer
a scream as old as the time
the wild grudge of a bear in her cave
like loud thunder between the mountains
uninhibited like the stormy sea
a lightning, as the sky came in contact with the sky
then,
silence
and within the silence
the quiet weep of a newborn

perfect new Album

What are these guys talking about?

Tears

"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but
of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are
the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of
unspeakable love."
Washington Irving