Yeah, I neglected my blog hardcore over the last months. But there is a lot of stuff going on in real life. It’s almost funny to read this post from November, because we got back together shortly after. It’s been … Continue reading At Least Some Words and a Photo
Kids love trains, at least I heard of several kids that do and I haven’t been any different when I was young. My grand cousin is no different either. I noticed this during our bicycle tours when we cycled over bridges with railways underneath as she pointed with the fingers at the coming trains and I stopped so that she can watch. Since then, we regularly take the bike to do that. Just recently, a neighbor mother inspired me with the idea to check the train station as she is doing it with her son. So, we went to the … Continue reading Watching Trains
As I might have said in some of my previous posts, my grand cousin is the foster child of my mother. But as I visit my mother quite often, I am basically involved too. I play with her often, I … Continue reading Young Artist at Work
Here is a photo of a cyclist. The colored version of the photo was fine but I liked it more in black and white. The cyclist was not completely in focus and that’s also why black and white works better. As I often preach, black and white will hide issues like soft focus if the problem is not too big. Continue reading Cyclist
Here is a random photo of a person doing his fitness regime on a bike. I saw many cyclists during my time in Reinfeld. No wonder, it’s a nice place with beautiful nature and great for many outdoor activities. As I mentioned in the past, it’s a bit difficult to do people photography in Germany but sometimes I take people’s photos anyway, mostly in a way that I don’t invade their privacy. That does mean I don’t take photos of their faces unless they give me permission. Exceptions are also if I photograph public places and people are in the … Continue reading Cyclist
Just a regular diary entry here, but I wanted to mention that I enjoyed the day. I planned to go swimming again but I asked my mother if she would like to swim some laps in the local indoor swimming … Continue reading Swimming With My Mother
Diary of Dennis 