Some say, witching houses are what you will find, if you get lost in the forest.
Some say, they taste delicious, but that their taste comes with a price.
For me, witching houses are a place to throw your heart at, once it does not fit anywhere else in this world anymore. They shine lights at the horizon for the broken and the homeless.
This is a collection of my favorite places that I found just like that. They are not famous, especially beautiful or even historically relevant, because I found all of them during my pandemic lockdown walks, when I had nowhere else to go.
I was searching for places with an old soul, that had once captured all those thoughts and dreams that burn bright in Dystopia.
Each one of these photos was taken somewhere in Northerner-Westphalia in Germany, where I live and had to search for magic for the past 2 years.











I hope you enjoyed this.
This is where the witching hearts go.