#thewinterineverything — Public Fediverse posts

Eine Ahnung von Sonne wieder knapp vor der Dämmerung, der Schwarm landet, nebenan und unten kehrt man zurück aus Stunden Tagen Wochen, aufgeregte Stimmen hallen in Flur und Zimmern, Schraubendreher fasst, Luft strömt aus den Heizkörpern und gewisse Probleme verschwinden wieder für ein paar Wochen, während andere kein Ende finden. Der Abend besteht aus zu viel Lektüre, zu wenig Energie, jeder Menge Unzufriedenheiten und duftet nach heißem Wasser und Rost.

#outerworld #concrete city #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Eine Ahnung von Sonne wieder knapp vor der Dämmerung, der Schwarm landet, nebenan und unten kehrt man zurück aus Stunden Tagen Wochen, aufgeregte Stimmen hallen in Flur und Zimmern, Schraubendreher fasst, Luft strömt aus den Heizkörpern und gewisse Probleme verschwinden wieder für ein paar Wochen, während andere kein Ende finden. Der Abend besteht aus zu viel Lektüre, zu wenig Energie, jeder Menge Unzufriedenheiten und duftet nach heißem Wasser und Rost.

#outerworld #concrete city #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Eine Ahnung von Sonne wieder knapp vor der Dämmerung, der Schwarm landet, nebenan und unten kehrt man zurück aus Stunden Tagen Wochen, aufgeregte Stimmen hallen in Flur und Zimmern, Schraubendreher fasst, Luft strömt aus den Heizkörpern und gewisse Probleme verschwinden wieder für ein paar Wochen, während andere kein Ende finden. Der Abend besteht aus zu viel Lektüre, zu wenig Energie, jeder Menge Unzufriedenheiten und duftet nach heißem Wasser und Rost.

#outerworld #concrete city #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Eine Ahnung von Sonne wieder knapp vor der Dämmerung, der Schwarm landet, nebenan und unten kehrt man zurück aus Stunden Tagen Wochen, aufgeregte Stimmen hallen in Flur und Zimmern, Schraubendreher fasst, Luft strömt aus den Heizkörpern und gewisse Probleme verschwinden wieder für ein paar Wochen, während andere kein Ende finden. Der Abend besteht aus zu viel Lektüre, zu wenig Energie, jeder Menge Unzufriedenheiten und duftet nach heißem Wasser und Rost.

#outerworld #concrete city #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Train commuters, temporary communities. Teenage boys in rough exchanges trying to impress teenage girls. An old couple carrying heavy bags and boxes. A distinguished businessman, in a black suit that on closer encounter looks weary and thin and bears the scent of railway stations and cheap booze. A sky in grey, no lines no clouds.

#outerworld #concrete city #commuting returning and in between #the winter in everything

Train commuters, temporary communities. Teenage boys in rough exchanges trying to impress teenage girls. An old couple carrying heavy bags and boxes. A distinguished businessman, in a black suit that on closer encounter looks weary and thin and bears the scent of railway stations and cheap booze. A sky in grey, no lines no clouds.

#outerworld #concrete city #commuting returning and in between #the winter in everything

Train commuters, temporary communities. Teenage boys in rough exchanges trying to impress teenage girls. An old couple carrying heavy bags and boxes. A distinguished businessman, in a black suit that on closer encounter looks weary and thin and bears the scent of railway stations and cheap booze. A sky in grey, no lines no clouds.

#outerworld #concrete city #commuting returning and in between #the winter in everything

Train commuters, temporary communities. Teenage boys in rough exchanges trying to impress teenage girls. An old couple carrying heavy bags and boxes. A distinguished businessman, in a black suit that on closer encounter looks weary and thin and bears the scent of railway stations and cheap booze. A sky in grey, no lines no clouds.

#outerworld #concrete city #commuting returning and in between #the winter in everything

(Immer noch sind die Zimmer kalt. Sinnieren über jenen Abschnitt, der das Jahr in "vor der See" und "nach der See" teilt. Die Frage, wann sich das wieder umkehrt. Und wie man die Sehnsucht nach dem Wind über der Küste zwischendurch in Schach halten kann. Stadtmachmittag, Minuten von Garten und Wald.)

#outerworld #sunday afternoon #concrete city #the winter in everything

(Immer noch sind die Zimmer kalt. Sinnieren über jenen Abschnitt, der das Jahr in "vor der See" und "nach der See" teilt. Die Frage, wann sich das wieder umkehrt. Und wie man die Sehnsucht nach dem Wind über der Küste zwischendurch in Schach halten kann. Stadtmachmittag, Minuten von Garten und Wald.)

#outerworld #sunday afternoon #concrete city #the winter in everything

(Immer noch sind die Zimmer kalt. Sinnieren über jenen Abschnitt, der das Jahr in "vor der See" und "nach der See" teilt. Die Frage, wann sich das wieder umkehrt. Und wie man die Sehnsucht nach dem Wind über der Küste zwischendurch in Schach halten kann. Stadtmachmittag, Minuten von Garten und Wald.)

#outerworld #sunday afternoon #concrete city #the winter in everything

(Immer noch sind die Zimmer kalt. Sinnieren über jenen Abschnitt, der das Jahr in "vor der See" und "nach der See" teilt. Die Frage, wann sich das wieder umkehrt. Und wie man die Sehnsucht nach dem Wind über der Küste zwischendurch in Schach halten kann. Stadtmachmittag, Minuten von Garten und Wald.)

#outerworld #sunday afternoon #concrete city #the winter in everything

Bright white morning, new snow to hide the grey again. Clear horizons, the tug boat lights like small stars above the ever-silent layer of ice. 9am and slowly on. Small circles very few goals today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Bright white morning, new snow to hide the grey again. Clear horizons, the tug boat lights like small stars above the ever-silent layer of ice. 9am and slowly on. Small circles very few goals today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Bright white morning, new snow to hide the grey again. Clear horizons, the tug boat lights like small stars above the ever-silent layer of ice. 9am and slowly on. Small circles very few goals today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Bright white morning, new snow to hide the grey again. Clear horizons, the tug boat lights like small stars above the ever-silent layer of ice. 9am and slowly on. Small circles very few goals today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Einmal mehr hinter der Dämmerung, verwehte Seitenstraßen, die Welt ist stürmisch und feucht. Vorantasten, Schlüssel suchen, Wärme finden. Gewöhnung an Tee. Erstaunt, aber nicht unzufrieden.

#outerworld #the baltic self #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Einmal mehr hinter der Dämmerung, verwehte Seitenstraßen, die Welt ist stürmisch und feucht. Vorantasten, Schlüssel suchen, Wärme finden. Gewöhnung an Tee. Erstaunt, aber nicht unzufrieden.

#outerworld #the baltic self #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Einmal mehr hinter der Dämmerung, verwehte Seitenstraßen, die Welt ist stürmisch und feucht. Vorantasten, Schlüssel suchen, Wärme finden. Gewöhnung an Tee. Erstaunt, aber nicht unzufrieden.

#outerworld #the baltic self #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

Einmal mehr hinter der Dämmerung, verwehte Seitenstraßen, die Welt ist stürmisch und feucht. Vorantasten, Schlüssel suchen, Wärme finden. Gewöhnung an Tee. Erstaunt, aber nicht unzufrieden.

#outerworld #the baltic self #afternoon deviations #the winter in everything

9am and slowly on, without too much drive today. Muddy paths and muddy seas, wet snow making its way down, some distant seagulls and a bush full of sparrows. Watching the day shape and unfold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #the winter in everything #travel

9am and slowly on, without too much drive today. Muddy paths and muddy seas, wet snow making its way down, some distant seagulls and a bush full of sparrows. Watching the day shape and unfold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #the winter in everything #travel

9am and slowly on, without too much drive today. Muddy paths and muddy seas, wet snow making its way down, some distant seagulls and a bush full of sparrows. Watching the day shape and unfold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #the winter in everything #travel

9am and slowly on, without too much drive today. Muddy paths and muddy seas, wet snow making its way down, some distant seagulls and a bush full of sparrows. Watching the day shape and unfold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #the winter in everything #travel

A lot later, changing states of silence and tension. Drifting between snow and rain, humid air in dense curtains, a foghorn without a vessel in sight, trucks on the supply road and other nighty port songs. No stars above a waveless sea. Dizzy at the border of dreams once more. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #that particular mood close to night #the winter in everything

A lot later, changing states of silence and tension. Drifting between snow and rain, humid air in dense curtains, a foghorn without a vessel in sight, trucks on the supply road and other nighty port songs. No stars above a waveless sea. Dizzy at the border of dreams once more. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #that particular mood close to night #the winter in everything

A lot later, changing states of silence and tension. Drifting between snow and rain, humid air in dense curtains, a foghorn without a vessel in sight, trucks on the supply road and other nighty port songs. No stars above a waveless sea. Dizzy at the border of dreams once more. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #that particular mood close to night #the winter in everything

A lot later, changing states of silence and tension. Drifting between snow and rain, humid air in dense curtains, a foghorn without a vessel in sight, trucks on the supply road and other nighty port songs. No stars above a waveless sea. Dizzy at the border of dreams once more. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #that particular mood close to night #the winter in everything

Closing in on 9am, still in breakfast mode and listening to the neighbours wiping fresh snow off the sidewalk. Thick fog, limited visibility, the world's smaller today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Closing in on 9am, still in breakfast mode and listening to the neighbours wiping fresh snow off the sidewalk. Thick fog, limited visibility, the world's smaller today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Closing in on 9am, still in breakfast mode and listening to the neighbours wiping fresh snow off the sidewalk. Thick fog, limited visibility, the world's smaller today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Closing in on 9am, still in breakfast mode and listening to the neighbours wiping fresh snow off the sidewalk. Thick fog, limited visibility, the world's smaller today.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Another evening near the port, another evening staring out across the thick layer of ice and the very different mood of light it carries. A police car parking near the quay. A group of young tourists laughing on the pedestrian bridge. The restaurant is closed, chairs resting on tables, dimly lit by red bulbs. Hibernation in everything, and a bit of that kind of detachment to be here for, at this time of year. Have a soft night wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #escapism #the winter in everything #evening deviations

Another evening near the port, another evening staring out across the thick layer of ice and the very different mood of light it carries. A police car parking near the quay. A group of young tourists laughing on the pedestrian bridge. The restaurant is closed, chairs resting on tables, dimly lit by red bulbs. Hibernation in everything, and a bit of that kind of detachment to be here for, at this time of year. Have a soft night wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #escapism #the winter in everything #evening deviations

Another evening near the port, another evening staring out across the thick layer of ice and the very different mood of light it carries. A police car parking near the quay. A group of young tourists laughing on the pedestrian bridge. The restaurant is closed, chairs resting on tables, dimly lit by red bulbs. Hibernation in everything, and a bit of that kind of detachment to be here for, at this time of year. Have a soft night wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #escapism #the winter in everything #evening deviations

Another evening near the port, another evening staring out across the thick layer of ice and the very different mood of light it carries. A police car parking near the quay. A group of young tourists laughing on the pedestrian bridge. The restaurant is closed, chairs resting on tables, dimly lit by red bulbs. Hibernation in everything, and a bit of that kind of detachment to be here for, at this time of year. Have a soft night wherever you are.

#outerworld #the baltic self #escapism #the winter in everything #evening deviations

Out in dusk. Hazy cold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #mukran #ruegen #the winter in everything #escapism

Out in dusk. Hazy cold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #mukran #ruegen #the winter in everything #escapism

Out in dusk. Hazy cold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #mukran #ruegen #the winter in everything #escapism

Out in dusk. Hazy cold.

#outerworld #the baltic self #mukran #ruegen #the winter in everything #escapism

Der Tag hat unzählige Sorten von Eis und Schnee und Nebel, aber das fahle Licht bleibt gleich, mit einer Ahnung von Sonne, die dann trotzdem nicht genug Kraft hat. Steilküste, Altstadt. Ehemalige Quartiere, ganz knappe Stimmungsbilder in alten Erinnerungen, die ganz nah und doch unerreichbar sind. Ein Busch voller Spatzen. Und dann Tee. Am Fenster. Gewohnheiten. Abseits des Treibens.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #frost covered seas

Der Tag hat unzählige Sorten von Eis und Schnee und Nebel, aber das fahle Licht bleibt gleich, mit einer Ahnung von Sonne, die dann trotzdem nicht genug Kraft hat. Steilküste, Altstadt. Ehemalige Quartiere, ganz knappe Stimmungsbilder in alten Erinnerungen, die ganz nah und doch unerreichbar sind. Ein Busch voller Spatzen. Und dann Tee. Am Fenster. Gewohnheiten. Abseits des Treibens.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #frost covered seas

Der Tag hat unzählige Sorten von Eis und Schnee und Nebel, aber das fahle Licht bleibt gleich, mit einer Ahnung von Sonne, die dann trotzdem nicht genug Kraft hat. Steilküste, Altstadt. Ehemalige Quartiere, ganz knappe Stimmungsbilder in alten Erinnerungen, die ganz nah und doch unerreichbar sind. Ein Busch voller Spatzen. Und dann Tee. Am Fenster. Gewohnheiten. Abseits des Treibens.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #frost covered seas

Der Tag hat unzählige Sorten von Eis und Schnee und Nebel, aber das fahle Licht bleibt gleich, mit einer Ahnung von Sonne, die dann trotzdem nicht genug Kraft hat. Steilküste, Altstadt. Ehemalige Quartiere, ganz knappe Stimmungsbilder in alten Erinnerungen, die ganz nah und doch unerreichbar sind. Ein Busch voller Spatzen. Und dann Tee. Am Fenster. Gewohnheiten. Abseits des Treibens.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #frost covered seas

(Staring into the white, no lines spotted and at some point eyes grow tired. Still noticing people out there between lighthouse and buoy. 9am and on, slightly restless and yet most of the visible surroundings are static.)

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

(Staring into the white, no lines spotted and at some point eyes grow tired. Still noticing people out there between lighthouse and buoy. 9am and on, slightly restless and yet most of the visible surroundings are static.)

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

(Staring into the white, no lines spotted and at some point eyes grow tired. Still noticing people out there between lighthouse and buoy. 9am and on, slightly restless and yet most of the visible surroundings are static.)

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

(Staring into the white, no lines spotted and at some point eyes grow tired. Still noticing people out there between lighthouse and buoy. 9am and on, slightly restless and yet most of the visible surroundings are static.)

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #escapism #the winter in everything

Breakfast rituals. Watching tug boats on their course. Picking clothes and boots. Not too many plans and yet the urge to get out.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #travel

Breakfast rituals. Watching tug boats on their course. Picking clothes and boots. Not too many plans and yet the urge to get out.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #travel

Breakfast rituals. Watching tug boats on their course. Picking clothes and boots. Not too many plans and yet the urge to get out.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #travel

Breakfast rituals. Watching tug boats on their course. Picking clothes and boots. Not too many plans and yet the urge to get out.

#outerworld #the baltic self #hiking #the winter in everything #travel

Still arriving. Rediscovering: Known places but in a different year. Of course. Reconnecting: Feet on snowy soil. The waves are frozen. An unfamiliar silence at least outside, and the seagulls circling the outer harbour.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #elsewhere #the winter in everything

Still arriving. Rediscovering: Known places but in a different year. Of course. Reconnecting: Feet on snowy soil. The waves are frozen. An unfamiliar silence at least outside, and the seagulls circling the outer harbour.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #elsewhere #the winter in everything

Still arriving. Rediscovering: Known places but in a different year. Of course. Reconnecting: Feet on snowy soil. The waves are frozen. An unfamiliar silence at least outside, and the seagulls circling the outer harbour.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #elsewhere #the winter in everything

Still arriving. Rediscovering: Known places but in a different year. Of course. Reconnecting: Feet on snowy soil. The waves are frozen. An unfamiliar silence at least outside, and the seagulls circling the outer harbour.

#outerworld #the baltic self #travel #elsewhere #the winter in everything

Sunrise behind frosty windows. A certain white outside, days and their outlines inside. Mostly awake, for now.

#outerworld #the village and the hills #early weekend stills #the winter in everything

Sunrise behind frosty windows. A certain white outside, days and their outlines inside. Mostly awake, for now.

#outerworld #the village and the hills #early weekend stills #the winter in everything

Sunrise behind frosty windows. A certain white outside, days and their outlines inside. Mostly awake, for now.

#outerworld #the village and the hills #early weekend stills #the winter in everything

Alte Zäune, enge Wege, Fährten durch nassen Schnee. Lichter in noch etlichen Fassaden. Bergmann, Engel. Der Rauch des kleinen Ortes, der Duft von Wald und Feldern. Und immer wieder Ankommen.

#outerworld #the village and the hills #the winter in everything