Schleswig Holstein. North Frisia. Dithmarschen. Wesselburen. Hillgroven. This two-month journey is about the wind. About space. Of calm before the storm. Of storm before calm. Of the transition from warm summerair to freezing wintercold. About rainbows. And rain. And horses in front of the house. Of cabbage and funfairs. And Read more
Via Garmisch Partenkirchen, where we spent a week on vacation, we travelled to Salzburger Land in Austria. We were booked for a house sit in Bad Ischl. For two sits, to be precise. The first time for five weeks. The second time for five months. The first time without our Read more
Endless. Endless seem the duneworlds of the western coast of Noord-Holland. Endless seems the freedom on the miles-long beaches, which gently curve into the meter-high mountains of sand. Endless the relief to be here, after weeks of dog-ban-signs on the German North Sea coast. We escaped to freedom and rented Read more
Before I visited Sylt for the first time, I scolded the German North Sea Coast like a barnyard rat. Not because it lacked grace and beauty. No, it lacked dog-friendliness, good riding terrain, and accordingly, all the freedom I consider important. Yes, and it lacked beaches too, so I thought. Read more
Norden. Nothing would have driven me to Norden. That community on the shore of the North Sea, which offered its visitors the seaside resort Norddeich and the associated dog beach Norddeich. If it wasn’t for my mother. For years, my mother dreamed of buying a house close to the North Read more
It was only by chance, that we spent an afternoon at the Rheinauen in Bonn, after having had an appointment in the city before. It was a warm, late summerday and we were drawn to the water. We drove a bit haphazardly towards the Rhine, looked for a parking spot Read more
Sunset. Translucent atmospheres. It‘s 2018 on the heights of Solingen. It is already October and Tia and Sandy have been with us for three months. They know all the surroundings of Solingen. That city in which I grew up and which I never learned to love. Accordingly, I long Read more
Fields. Endless expanses. It‘s the year 2018 in Solingen, western Germany. We stroll across finite fields, which gently curve over the edges of Bergisches Land. It smells like earth and hay, in a way, that no trampled path will ever smell like. The soft ground flatters the joints. The Read more
The forest. Infinite depths. It’s the year 2018 in Leysiefen. The small community of the town of Leichlingen in western Germany, has been one of my favorite walking areas since I was little. Once the forest lay fairy tale like between the river Wupper, some farmland and mountain foothills, Read more
The dog’s meadow. Astonishing fun. It’s the year 2018 in the Hildener Heide in western Germany. The title “dog’s meadow” is not quite right. It implies a fenced area, which is specially designed for dogs. This actually once existed on the left side of the heath. However, it was Read more
