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How far will I go here, in reveiling my thoughts?

How safe is my blog?

Not very much, I think.

But, I realize that, and it is a great way to share my photograpy, I think
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Ich glaube das es so geht.

Mal schauen ob ein foto dazu kann.

Prima.

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St Servaas Brug, Maastricht

A few photos from our trip to Maastricht (NL).


One of the most remarkable views (next to the big church) is the St Servaas Brug


The Sint Servaasbrug (or the St. Servatius Bridge) is an arched stone footbridge across the Meuse River in Maastricht, Netherlands. It is named after Saint Servatius, the first bishop of Maastricht, and (despite being largely rebuilt after World War II) it has been called the oldest bridge in the Netherlands.

The Romans built a wooden bridge across the Meuse in what is now Maastricht, in approximately AD 50, and the Latin phrase for "crossing of the Meuse", "mosae trajectum", became the name of the city. For many years this remained the only crossing of the lower Meuse. However, the Roman bridge collapsed in the year 1275 from the weight of a large procession, killing 400 people.Its replacement, the present bridge, was built somewhat to the north of the older crossing between 1280 and 1298; The Roman Catholic Church encouraged its construction by providing indulgences to people who helped build it. The bridge was accoladed in honor of Saint Servatius  this time.

The bridge was renovated in 1680, and in 1825 a wooden strutwork section on the east side of the bridge was replaced by a stone arch. In 1850, as part of the construction of the Maastricht-Liège Canal, a channel was cut on the west side of the bridge.

When in the early 1930s the bridge had been relieved of its function as the city's only river crossing by the construction of the Wilhelmina bridge, 300 metres (1,000 ft) downstream, a major renovation was performed. The arches were reconstructed in concrete, covered with the original stones. Underwater, counter-arches were constructed to prevent erosion of the river bed on which the bridge was built. Two arches on the eastern end of the bridge were removed and replaced by a vertical-lift bridge. Between the two bridges, on the eastern side of the river, a levee was built to separate the navigable eastern channel from the rest of the river.

During World War II the bridge was severely damaged by the German army as they retreated from the Netherlands in 1944, but it was rebuilt in 1948. In 1962, the shipping channel to the east of the bridge was spanned by a steel drawbridge attached to the main bridge

Dicke Bohne

Dicke Bohne?

Ahh broad beans ( forever connected to O.F.L. Jon )

Yesterday, me and Markus made a little photowalk in Schloss Benrath, one of the beautiful residences/castle parks that are here all around.

Beautiful buildings, a great place for wedding photos (and before you start guessing, nope, we won't do that!), and for photos in general (yay!).

We were there, had, as usual, a nice time and good photographing.

In the biologic garden, we were asked, if we wanted those Dicke Bohnen, fresh cropped, too much for sale in the stand there.
Well, no, I mean yes, sure! 
And so we both were carrying a meal of broad beans between our photo equipment, during the rest of the walk.

Then we had a chat, about climate change, alternative packages, and I looked to the broad beans, packed in a white plastic bag.

D@m that!

It takes a very long time to think in the better way! 

The more, when I realized, that I do have such a re-useable mini bag, as standard, in my photo bag.

Sigh, how much we forget to take effort, or, in my case, forget to think?
How long it needs, before grocery stuff is NOT offered in plastic anymore?

Do we have time, to waste?

The beans tasted delicious, with the liver (calf, of course, from our local butcher, local meat), yum!

And the plastic bag is used again, of course, but it gave the meal an unexpected taste!

Give peace a chance

Did the title bring you an earworm?

Then you might be in an age, that you know about meditation.

I not  talk  about LSD or yoga teachers, but I recently picked up meditation again.

I think my mind deserves 15  minutes each day for itself.

Good readers may have noticed, that I struggle with several things, and they did not get better.
It is not a cold, or a flue, I refuse to name it here, but many of us know what I mean.

I think everything happens for a reason. A few months ago, I had  good chat, and we talked about methods, to make our minds feel more relaxed and positive.

So, I looked up at google, found too many "solutions" to heal, until one day, that I read something intresting.
Telling that not your brain is the master, but that I, myself, can (and should) control the brain.

I decide what the brain should think.
When my brain takes free play, I can tell my brain, to stop that.
When things get bad, I can observe, what the brain is doing. This way I also can see, what exactly is happening.
At that moment,  I am no part of the madness, but I am the controller, and I can decide what my brain will do, in the next minutes.

After a few days repeating, I start to see how it works.

The 10 minutes become a part of life, it is like drinking coffee, without coffee.
The moments of drifting away, not need to do anything, and especially no thinking (I can decide what my brain should do or not, remember?), give room in my brain.
I can use this space, to put my thoughts together. Less chaos, more space... see where it leads to?
When I open my eyes, look into our tiny room, seeing the chaos....
What I can do with my brain, I can do with the mess as well.
Because the only one, who decides how things go...
Is me.

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Japan day in Düsseldorf

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