
A Heron the lookout for a tasty bite of fish.
Bon Appetit, ha de Gött!


A Heron the lookout for a tasty bite of fish.
Bon Appetit, ha de Gött!

Siegburg is a city with around 42 000 inhabitants 10 kilometres from Bonn and 26 kilometres from Cologne. Administrative centre for the Rhine-Sieg-Kreis district in Nordrhein-Westfalen, Germany. On a high hill in the middle of the city is the old Benedictine monastery founded in 1064. The abbey is known by the name Michaelsberg Abbey.
All places has a story, even the unexpected ones. Ha de Gött!


Side by side in perfect harmony.
B-flat, ha de Gött!


Through the window of the shoemakers house. The pot and the bucket put up for a last display in the front porch window. A time capsule house where only the spiders reside.
Things stop, but time goes on, ha de Gött!


One week late, the Easter bonfire. This tradition dates back the mid 1700 in Sweden and Finland. The are lit to welcome the spring. Mostly to scare of the Easter witch flying on their broom to the island Blåkulla to feast with the devil.
Easter is the day when Swedish children traditionally go trick or treat dressed up as Easter witch or Easter man. Sadly this tradition has lately faded out and been taken over by the imported Halloween tradition.
Fly safe, ha de Gött!


There is a hole in the reason
there is a reason for the hole
Be reasonable, ha de Gött!


Sheep (ovis ares) ewe with her two white lamb. She slowly accepted this strange looking animal and let me get quite near but keeping a close watch.
Be soft, ha de Gött!


One of the earliest spring flowers. Blåsippa, (Hepatica nobilis) in English hepatica, liverwort, kidneywort, or pennywort.
Let the sunshine in. Ha de Gött!


Walk into the sunset of the great wide open.
Let the fresh chilly evening air fill your lungs.
Allow mother nature to rock you in the moment.
Take care of those moments, ha de Gött!


Winter still hangs on with cold frosty nights but during the day sun shines from a clear blue sky that thaws the land. That harsh light is not perfect for photography but in a secluded gorge I found some nice ice formations and melting ice for macro photo.
Is it just my imagination, or is there a little guy trying to lure me in for a winter bath?
Stay clear from the spring ice, ha de Gött!