Sometimes I run out of topics and have to look for some inspiration. It never leads to good if I stay here sitting at my computer and browse, looking for something new. Inevitably, I face some more bad news, now mostly war news. They even have a depressing effect on me, even though I feel and know that there is a kind of intimidation behind the news and not knowing who is right, who is lying. I am now questioning everything and listening more to my feelings, my higher self. I try to look at things from above, as if I were seeing a theater, because the whole world is a big theater ...
Now I can somehow better appreciate the little joys and beauties of life then things I can buy. God has created such a wonderful Earth for us humans.
If you hug a tree, look up at the sky, bathe in a clear water lake, pet a cat, listen to the birds singing, it’s no more worthless than an expensive dress you’ll soon get bored of or a dinner at a trendy restaurant you’ll soon forget because Grandma cooks much better. Even simple handicrafts made of natural materials are worth much more than those many expensive and useless gadgets.
This post is about joy and beauty. My pictures testify to that.
On one of my weekend walks, I saw this little garden with some gentle hens and roosters.
When I squatted down with my cell phone to take pictures of them through the bars of the fence, they didn’t move out of place, but sat on peacefully.
I enjoyed them for a long time. I felt that their master could be a good person too.
If animals are raised next to man without any fear in them, then they are human companions, friends, and no longer food sources.
On a small bush, pink flowers begin to bloom. They were tiny buds a while ago and that’s when I think about how many flowers and leaves could fit in them.
Mushrooms soon appear on the stumps of cut trees, forming miniature forests. What sight would I have seen if I had shrunk to an ant size?
A deer skull with antler on the tree. The antlers mimic the branches of trees.
What happened to this deer? Who put the skull on the tree?
Since I didn’t have my backpack, I hid the skull in a secret place and then went back for it the next day. I don't want to keep it to myself, I'm going to take it to a shaman friend.
These beautiful yellow crocuses have been blooming in front of the house every spring for years. I once received them as a gift.
I just got a hyacinth for Women's Day, it smells amazing! I painted it from petal to petal, I will show the watercolor soon.
This close-up image serves as the basis for the watercolor.
Every little detail counts here, so the whole thing is perfect.
