A Week in My Life
A photographic documentary of my daily life — week two
Another week has passed and another week has been documented by the eyes of my GoPro. Seven photographs are selected over a period of seven days, a challenge started by Dennett a few weeks ago. She motivated and inspired me to join the challenge and it has been fun so far.
This week I haven’t had the time to go out with my SLR Camera but I had my GoPro with me and since I’m always out and about there was a lot to capture. The days have been documented through the small lens. By foot, on the scooter, and from the plane.
On Wednesday my dad came to visit for a few days and we went on a walk through the village. The village I’m staying in has just about 800 inhabitants and is surrounded by forest from all sides.
Tiny winding roads lead up the mountain to my home. At the edge of the forest is the last road where I’m staying. As we’re walking down the road a small dog runs out of the house telling his owner a stranger is around. At the same time, a car comes from behind and I don’t have time to react as the dog jumps onto the street. Luckily the driver hit the breaks hard and stopped just in time to save the dog. She wasn’t happy about the owner letting him walk around freely. Just imagine what could have happened.
We continue our walk and I take a shot of these lovely sunflowers covered in bees.
On Thursday I don’t have to work and I’m spending the day with my dad walking through the woods seeing wild boars escape and a deer run away. It’s a hot day but in the forest the temperature is bearable.
As we get back from the hike we start the fire to make a barbeque. Drinking a beer or two and enjoying the time together overlooking the beautiful valley.
Time is precious. Enjoy every moment.
Friday evening we hike up the hill on the other side of town to watch the spectacular sunset from up there. Some modern benches are placed here together with a picnic table.
It will definitely not be the last time I’m up here for sunset. Too pretty the view. Too quiet the place. Too unique not to come back again.
Saturday morning I’m driving to work. It’s a warm summer day in Germany. My old scooter is bringing me up the mountain through the forest. Enjoying the wind blowing through my hair. Feeling the strength of the sun on my skin.
Ready for another ten to twelve-hour day in the sun. With the right people around you, the right motivation and mindset it won’t feel like work. It’s fun. It’s different from other jobs.
I like being different.
On Sunday I’m on my way to altitude to do a jump with my student when we get to enjoy this stunning view on about 10 000 ft. I love the clouds. I get one of my favorite songs in my ear. And I smile.
It’s been a good weekend.
I’ve never cycled as much as now. Since I moved here in June I’ve been cycling almost every day. I cycle to work. I cycle to the doctor. I cycle to do my groceries.
This region is made for cycling. Despite the hills next to the valleys, there are lots of wonderful cycling paths leading through the countryside. Flowers are stretching all along the roads and give you a wonderful view.
Therefore it is not surprising to see some old bicycles as decoration standing in the corners of the street. Cycling has a long history in this area and bicycles have turned into more than just a transport vehicle.
I love the art they created out of this old bicycle with just a bit of color and some flowers.
A few days ago I was eating an apple and must have placed him outside on a piece of wood. I totally forgot about it. But I started wondering why I’m not getting any more wasps into my flat.
I always have my door and all the windows open and therefore lots of insects are constantly flying through the rooms. Sometimes I get annoyed from them especially when I’m eating trying not to swallow one of them.
As I’m opening the door this morning to let the fresh air come in I see the apple. And I see the wasps. about twenty of them. On the apple. And now I do understand why they don’t come into my flat anymore. Because I left them something outside.
They have taken the apple apart. They must have bitten lots of pieces off it. It’s much smaller than what it was when I placed it there. I’m not even thinking of removing the apple. This is my kind of co-existing with the insects. Give them a space to be in and they’ll leave you alone.
This has been my week. I’ve struggled this week a bit with the one-word-description and did more like a two-word-description.
I hope you enjoyed the photographs and you are invited to join the fun. Read some other photographic documentaries of this challenge from different writers:
