Foggy Evening by Markus Branse Gerleve, Billerbeck, Germany
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Foggy Evening by Markus Branse Gerleve, Billerbeck, Germany
Source: flickr.com
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Es gibt einen Himmel. Er existiert. Irgendwie. Irgendwie existiert er. Es gibt Wolken. Sie sind da. Manchmal sind sie nicht da. Es gibt Bäume. Auch die sind da. Und es gibt da draußen irgendeinen Vogel, der mir heute auf die Jacke geschissen hat. Passt also auf. Wunder geschehen. Manchmal geschehen sie in Form von Scheiße.
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There is a sky. The sky exists. Somehow. Somehow is existing. There are clouds. They are there. Sometimes they aren't there. There are trees. Trees are there too. And there's some bird out there that shit on my jacket today. So pay attention. Miracles happen. Sometimes they come in the form of shit.
Liebe unter Bäumen
und dazu Wohllebens “Das geheime Leben der Bäume”
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Jan 2019 Graz, A
Stockholm - Sweden // 2018
Gegen halb Vier am Nachmittag badeten die Bäume im Fluss. Sie taten dies schon seit Tagen. Es war wieder so ein Winter, der mit ergiebigen Regenfällen dafür Sorge trug, dass es zum Fußbad für die Bäume kam. Es war kühl und eigentlich zu nass, aber trotzdem nahmen die Bäume mit, was sie nehmen konnten. Schließlich hatten sie alle die letzten Jahre erlebt, als es halbjährig und länger kaum nennenswerte Niederschläge gab. Es ist licht geworden, rund um das Flussufer. Einige Bäume kamen mit diesen neuen Trockenphasen nicht zurecht. Sie wurden gestutzt, gefällt, brachen einfach ab oder fielen bei einem kräftigeren Luftzug um. Und die, die jetzt noch standen, sie spürten, es würde nicht mehr besser werden. Sie nahmen ihr Fußbad und machten weiter. Irgendwie. Was sonst blieb ihnen übrig...
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Around three thirty in the afternoon the trees were bathing in the river. They've been doing this for days. It was another winter that, with heavy rainfall, ensured that the trees were given a footbath. It was cool and actually too wet, but the trees still took what they could take. After all, they had all experienced the last few years, when there was hardly any rainfall worth mentioning for six months or longer. It has become light around the river bank. Some trees could not cope with these new droughts. They were clipped, felled, simply broke off or fell over when there was a strong draft. And those who were still standing, they felt it wasn't going to get any better. They took their footbath and went on. Somehow. What else should they do...