Montag, 31. März 2008
On Truth
Donnerstag, 27. März 2008
Runner's High
Montag, 24. März 2008
Running
Samstag, 22. März 2008
Beautiful Baltic
Donnerstag, 20. März 2008
Spring
Dienstag, 18. März 2008
Cherry Plum / Blutpflaume 'Nigra'

It makes me really nervous when I forget plant names. I was walking around for days now and couldn´t think of the name of those shrubby small trees that start to bloom. They have a dark reddish flower bud and turn into a cloud sweetest springlike pink once the flower opens. It is Prunus cerasifera 'Nigra'. This variety was introduced in the US in 1916. Once the blossoms are gone it amazes with dark red leaves which provide a perfect screen for any other plant even plain fresh green leaves look amazing in front of such a stunning unusual color. Later in summer there are some yummy juicy cherry-like fruits... can´t wait.
Samstag, 15. März 2008
Read and Think about

... the label of the food products you are about to consume! I know some of you get really frustrated with me when grocery shopping because I ALWAYS spend too much time reading and thinking in front of a shelve, the workers at my local market welcome me by now. But it is damn necessary if you want to be a free educated consumer trying to act sustainable at the point of sale. That´s all I have to say to this: nyt. It discusses the use of taste enhancer mostly all sorts of glutamine in modern food products. It is a protein that is found naturally in all sorts of dairy products, meat or soy (the highest natural content) and of course within ourselves. It is supposedly good for muscles so bodybuilders love it.... It can be extracted as Glutamin acid in a rather complicated process and is then being sold as crystalline white substance which is then being added to food as E 620 or other salts like E621, E 622, E 623 ...
Sonntag, 9. März 2008
Justice
Donnerstag, 6. März 2008
LOHAS
Dienstag, 4. März 2008
Don´t talk about it
Everyone is pregnant! It used to be 20 but now it is 30 - everyone is pregnant or just delivered. It is fun. The generation has finally left school and reached adulthood, takes over responsibilities and christmas -if at all- makes sense again. But for those around who are not busy yet with breast feeding, spit wiping or belly-button-pop-outs, a missunderstood and misstreated tiny minority, life is tough. You not only miss your party-pals you also get the poor-woman-left-behind-look. For some reason you haven´t reached the status of reproduction yet so something must be wrong with you. Men who are left over are cool, career driven machos only to be desired.
An interesting flirt-advise: he said: “If you meet a man, don´t tell him you want kids!” Well, isn´t that too obvious to hide?! At some point a woman is simply READY to have kids, it is in her DNA, there is nothing she can do about it. The point is a woman´s brain is not in her uterus - so by saying she want´s to have a baby, she means: sooner or later with Mr. Right! She is simply ready to go the next step but doesn´t go down that road with simply everyone. It seems though that men in that age, who are still single, aren´t ready at all. They may never have left boyhood to become men, who are able take care of their offsprings. Guys let me tell you, there is hardly anything more manly then raising kids and becoming really cool dads. It is a duty that needs all the power and guts you have and I am afraid some guys just don´t have it. Playing around sounds too good. But don´t be scared - lucky you there are women who just know how to handle everything and love you for leaving the house in the morning. Don´t worry!!
;-)
Samstag, 1. März 2008
11
10 years ago a very special little girl had her first birthday cake all over her face and I had the pleasure of watching her trying to navigate the chewy yummy frosting in her mouth with both hands. She learned to use silverwear pretty fast as she did with everything else. She is one of the brightest little girls you have ever met and though I never had the peasure to spent her birthday with her again, I assume she is doing something fun every year for her birthday.
Although that´s a zillion years ago I remember when I was 11. The whole world was about playing, teasing my brother and going to school, for fun of course. We did play a lot, didn´t listen to our parents as much as we should have and life was great! I had everything I basically needed back then. Of course I had no idea that such a thing as politics excisted and that it kept me and everyone else in east germany from going to all the places we might have liked going to. I didn´t understand the concept but I remember the feeling at my grandparents balcony, which looked out to West-Berlin. I was wondering what is there, why do we never go there? Why were there soldiers with guns at some places in Berlin? I already knew what soldiers are and that guns could be dangerous. And a lot of kids from school were really proud of their jeans from west-germany, which I never understood. Pants were pants back then as long as I didn´t have to wear these red corduroy ones, my mom loved so much. I couldn´t care less. All I needed was my bike, my friends and family. I had a beautiful childhood.
But before I turned 12, the world changed, literally. My parents had rented a little cabin the summer of 1989 in the mountains in soutwest of east-Germany. We were on vacation and enjoyed swimming, hiking and I even remember my Dad letting me drive that old car for the first time (don´t try this at thome). You could do such things back then. Anyway, we had a great time but my parents were pretty alert to the daily news. I didn´t really know why but a lot of people were about to go somewhere and it made other people nervous. That fall the so called “Wall”, which devided Germany in two parts came down and the people from both sides could go anywhere they wanted to. But that was only one part of the big change. All the sudden, I have a memory of a worried look at my parents faces. The system had changed and we had to adapt and change lifestyles and attitudes. A lot of people in east germany had to find new jobs and keep up with new problems of social cruelty and a thing called capitalism. It was all about money all the sudden. I remember my first time in West-Berlin. At first I was holding on to my mom pretty tight but I got used to it pretty quick and curiosity came in. I will never forget the first taste of kiwi at the age of twelve. :)
Although the change was a very rough time of insecurity and loosing grounds I am sooo happy that I had the chance only 9 years later to travel across the ocean to become an extended member of an extraordinary family and had the time of my life taking care of the sweetest little girl ever who just turned 11.
Love you!