Hot summer night daydream

Let‘s conquer the heat wave with this castle in winter!

I can‘t wait for the world to cool down, calm down and slow down, and for autumn‘s colours to sooth everyday into a soft and magical atmosphere. I can‘t wait for hot chocolate and cinnamon and pumpkin soup. For rainy days that actually feel refreshing, and for forests to turn golden. For coloerful knit wear, for orange socks to reach out of the bootleg. For wind and early darkness to be enlighted by candle light. I just can‘t wait!

This photograph of „Burg Rode“ in Herzogenrath taken in winter is a reminder that at least for us these days are about to come again.

I‘m not just worried about climate change in the middle of heat waves, but not being able to move for a day long of over 38°C actually makes me more emotional about this. Emotional in my worry about what the future holds and how and if there will be air to breathe. Emotional towards swans dying in the lake near by, and about people who were born in the even more unlucky corners of the world.

But for now, take this winter castle photograph as a jinx to the universe for better days!

The threat of nothingness

A sleepless night.A soar throat and socks that do not match.Finally, a Pumpkin Spice Latte.“The threat of nothingness?”, my witch giggles over my shoulder. She is becoming louder, now that autumn paints the world into a dark fairytale. And she is right. I hate our tendency to just not do things anymore so much that…

My witching autumn desk

This was my longest quiet. My witch took a few weeks off. I have a lot of things to say, dark and urgent things! But my health made me pause everything. The first time in my life I’m saying that. I’ll be back in the next few days! Until then, enjoy the witching mood at…

Why do we stop doing things?

“When for health reasons we stop being ourselves, what is left then? ”, I complain to my witch just when the cold and dark season is ready to arrive. I am usually decorating a cake when the message I am dreading arrives. The pastry bag in hand, I read one cancellation after another. Of course,…

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About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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