Südpark

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One of my favorite places, to visit, is the Südpark.

Even in winter, when nature seems to be asleep, there are many nice places to photograph.

Rhine – Oberkassel/Düsseldorf

What is nicer, on a 2nd christmas day, then a walk along the Rhine?


Yes, a walk with the one I love <3

And you know what is even better?

Exactly, a walk with a bit of sunshine included. 😀

And, of course, the camera. It is not only water, you know!

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Poetry December

Dragon for Genesis
Poser /Image by Petra Vos

Spying
While your eyes are bursting
From the biting, poisoned smoke
That slowly fills your prisonroom

Waiting
For your moment to come

THere is no escape
Our of this nightmare
Because it is real
The heat that you feel

Steaming smoke
Takes your breath away
You not seem to notice it
Focussed at the only way out

There will be no one
Who unlocks your prison cell
What else can you do
Than waiting for that moment
On what your spirit leaves your body
When there is no pain anymore

A last cough is what you hear
There is no way out
And you do not fear

3 12 2017

Painting and music by Peter Blacksmith
Music at youtue -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eq8I-67ekZM
Words by me

Travelling high

Let me travel high
Let you be free again
Away from the chains
Away from where you can not escape

Let me fly through the sky
With the unending view
Let me fly
Upon the dreams, that we once knew

You may say, it is a dream
And I tell you, it is is not
This is it, I have it seen
The sky is the limit an unendless spot

Let us travel high
Let us fly, into the blue
Feeling free again
Where ther is
just me and you

4 12 2017

Let me hear the waves in my ear
Let me step on foreign sand

Let me look over the endless water
Where waves wash away our sorrows and pain
Where we can live again

Let me drown in the brightness of the sun
Where the seaguls catch their fish
Let it all be as it is

Let the world turn around
Let us not forget, where we are from
Let us feel what we once found

Where we broke out of our shell
And started to breath

Take me back again
Where our life began
Where we will return
Where our separated souls will unite again

Looking from Sandsend to Whitby
Painting by Margaret
Words by me (HaFri)

14 12 2017

Xans christmas

It is here
THe most wonderful time of the year
While we are dreaming from a christmas what is white
The stars twinkle in the night

Our wishes are spoken, but unseen
In your eyes, I read your dream
I whisper to you
May your dream come true

Baby, it is cold outside
And the stars, they shine so bright
This year, again, there will be no snow
But a christmas tree with lights that glow

Together wit the stars in de dark
The candles inside give a spark
Many ways to say or do
My wish is simply, from me to you

Merry christmas, happy new year
Now go inside my dear
Because outside it is chilly
without a coat it is so silly!

20 12 2017

Painting (c) by Gabrielle Stubbs

Polar Plastic

A painting by Gabrielle Stubbs

At the end of another year
We do look back
And can relect
To things far, or near

There are things that are fantastic
Other things are scaring me
Like the polution of the sea
And the climate at the antartic

More and more people open their eyes
And realize
that something has to change, now
If it is not already too late, somehow

We can change it, if we want
But we should work together, hand in hand
There is no time to waste
If we want to save the human race

Think with what you are living for
Buy what you need, and not much more
A polar bear can live fantastic
when it is not surrounded by plastic

So our plea, from us to you
Save the world
Be careful on what we have
and what you do

20 12 2017

Step into another world
Allow yourself another vision
High in the sky
Reflect your ambition

What will be in your eye
You will know it, in a view
At the world below
Go, with the flow

Immense the wheel shows up
When we stand in line
Look up to the sky
Thrilled, with your hand in mine

The cache of glass opens its door
We step in, a bit nervous
But safe, together
Our tempararily prison
It doesn’t matter

Slowly we get higher
So this is called a magnificent view
I feel small

Trees, not bigger then matches
People in the size of a needle
They all seem the same
No one is important at all

I look down at them
As a stranger
I want out but then again
The wheel catches us, for another round

Flying around in circles
The wind moves our cabin
The steel rattling
I start sweating
The eye of vision
Is a failed mission

I tap at the door
There we go, one round more
I can’t take it any longer
The wind in our jail is getting stronger

I can’t tell you, what I feel
I hammer at the glass
Please let me back, to where I was
I want to get out of this horrible mass of steel

When we step out
I am relieved, and shout
I will never return in the wheel
I belong on earth, where life is real

21 12 2017

People say it is christmas
From the windows you can tell
Lovely lights, Glittering balls
The candles and the Glühwein smell
 
People say it is christmas
The shops invite us in
Buy more, it will bring you happines
Credit cards allowed, you win
 
People say it is christmas
I wonder who believes it
The fest of light turned around
In a party of gifts for who achieved it
 
People say it is christmas
For a few days, they believe in Santa again
We watch the trees around the world
The light blinds our eyes, until when
 
People say it is christmas
And I am wondering why
The stress of cooking, the stress of looking
What more we need to buy
 
People sing that it is christmas
Freddie sings it is for just one day
People rush and fight for presents
In long queues they go out to pray
 
People sing about Christmas
And while they are collecting more then they need
They struggle over the legs of human
Who invisible sit in the steet

25 12 2017

A happy Christmas, to you all
At least we wish you had it, big or small
We hope that your dreams did all come true
And that you ate our friends, happily too
 
We were the loosers, of this year
Christmas is over, we are still standing here
We love to be happy, as well
But, poor we, we did not sell
 
We were okay, we sure did taste
But we will end in the bin of waste
It is simply not fair
They are eaten, and we are still here
 
Our wrapping is exactly like from our brothers
The chocolate tastes identic to the others
Without the wrapping, we look all the same
Or is that the problem, are we naked too lame
 
There is no hope for us, nothing funnies
But don’t think that we leave so fast
In a few months there will be a return of our cast
Proudly presenting the easter bunnies
25 12 2017

Where do you come from
Where do you go
Questions
Not all answers we know

We all travel at the river
Some boats travel together
Sometimes we go, with the flow

Sunny days
Where we wish we could stay
While we know
It won’t last forever

Our boat will flow at the river
We see the dark clouds approaching
Let’s hide for the rain
It won’t last forever
Even when it seems so

We will follow the streem
Our waves, sooner or later
Will end in the sea
Time will learn, we shall see

I know
Nothing really matters
As long as you are there
For I love to be with you
Forever

26 12 2017

And another year is almost over
And I am left (still) sober
The bubbles wait for the new year

I don’t want to talk about it
We shalll see what it brings
Looking forward with hope in the hearts
Looking back, to the remarkable paths

So many wishes, are going around
People that a whole year were not found
All the sudden do appear
Wishing something beautiful, for the year

I reflect, what was good, what will be better
Important memories wrapped in my heart
The rest, does not really matter

The clock ticks the hours away
And I have nothing to say
Who knows me, knows the wishes I dream
Will some come true?

Time will tell
Let the corks shoot away
Worries and pain
Let the bubbles surround you
Wit love and happines, again

I cheer for what’s another year

31 12 2017

Lillie M Wasson

Lillie M Wasson is an artist with a unique style of painting

Her passion for animals, especially Huskies, is one of the main themes in her work.  Her present project is drawing 100 huskies, see a few here.

 

I am very proud that Lillie as well is inspired by my photography.

02 07 2018

Title: I’m a Shell without You
Paper: Artist’s Loft sketch pad 8″ x 10″
Medium: Water soluble graphite
Photo: HaFri Photography
Artist: Lillie M Wasson

22-02-2018  Lillie M Wasson

I could only use my right eye. I’m sure I’ll see the mistakes better when the patch it taken off my left eye again. Thanks Hans Friedhoff for allowing me to use this photo.

Title: The Black Swan
Photographer: Hans Friedhoff
Paper: Artist’s Loft Stetchbook paper 8″ X 10″
Medium: Graphite Pencil #2, Pan Pastels, Royal Charcoal
Pencils, and Derwent Inktense colored pencils

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and the original photo

Weihnachtsmarkt Benrath

Weihnachtsmarkt Benrath
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Around the pittoresque buildings of ’schloss Benrath‘

And in the litte town, a few steps away.

(taken from wikipedia)

The Yule goat’s origins go back to ancient Pagan festivals. While a popular theory is that the celebration of the goat is connected to worship of the Norse god Thor, who rode the sky in a chariot drawn by two goats,Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr it goes back to common Indo-European beliefs. The last sheaf of grain bundled in the harvest was credited with magical properties as the spirit of the harvest and saved for the Yule celebrations, called among other things Yule goat (Julbocken).[2] This connects to ancient proto-Slavic beliefs where the Koliada (Yule) festival honors the god of the fertile sun and the harvest. This god, Devac (a/k/a Dazbog), was represented by a white goat,[3] consequently the Koliada festivals always had a person dressed as a goat, often demanding offerings in the form of presents.[4] A man-sized goat figure is known from 11th-century remembrances of Childermas, where it was led by a man dressed as Saint Nicholas, symbolizing his control over the Devil.[2]

Other traditions are possibly related to the sheaf of corn called the Yule goat. In Sweden, people regarded the Yule goat as an invisible spirit that would appear some time before Christmas to make sure that the Yule preparations were done right.[2] Objects made out of straw or roughly-hewn wood could also be called the Yule goat, and in older Scandinavian society a popular Christmas prank was to place this Yule goat in a neighbour’s house without them noticing; the family successfully pranked had to get rid of it in the same way.

The function of the Yule goat has differed throughout the ages. In a Scandinavian custom similar to the English tradition of wassailing, held at either Christmas or Epiphany, young men in costumes would walk between houses singing songs, enacting plays and performing pranks. This tradition is known from the 17th century and still continue in certain areas. The group of Christmas characters would often include the Yule goat, a rowdy and sometimes scary creature demanding gifts.[2][5][6]

19th century Christmas card
God Jul by Jenny Nyström

During the 19th century the Yule goat’s role all over Scandinavia shifted towards becoming the giver of Christmas gifts, with one of the men in the family dressing up as the Yule goat.[7] In this, there might be a relation to Santa Claus and the Yule goat’s origin in the medieval celebrations of Saint Nicholas.[2] The goat was then replaced by the jultomte(Father Christmas/Santa Claus) or julenisse during the second half of the 19th century and early 20th century, although he is still called the Joulupukki (Yule goat) in Finland, and the tradition of the man-sized goat disappeared.

The modern Yule goat

Swedish Gävle goat (Gävlebocken)

The Yule goat in Nordic countries today is best known as a Christmas ornament. This modern version of the Yule goat figure is a decorative goat made out of straw and bound with red ribbons, a popular Christmas ornament often found under or on the Christmas tree. Large versions of this ornament are frequently erected in towns and cities around Christmas time – a tradition started with theGävle goat in the 1960s.

Popular culture

The Christmas goat is mentioned in many older Christmas songs dated back to the late 19th and early 20th century, when the Santa Claus tradition had not been fully established throughout Sweden. Among the songs are Julbocken, Julpolska and Raska fötter springa tripp, tripp, tripp.

See also

With Hildegard and Willi

 

Weihnachten Neuss

Home..  Heimat..

And here as well the christmas mood is coming

 

Weihnachten Düsseldorf

A few impressions ‚made by mobile phone‘ (because of the bad weather) from the christmas activities in the Old Town (Altstadt) of Düsseldorf.  Click at the pictures to enlarge them.

More to come soon, I hope (that should mean better circumstances to photograph  🙂 )

Weihnachtsmarkt Holzbüttgen

Ein sehr gemütliche Weihnachtsmarkt, klein und sehr fein.

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Rundum die Schmuckstücke von Inge und Bernd kommt man wirklichin Weihnachtsstimmung.

 

Und natürlich… gab es auch Bären !
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Weihnachten in Valkenburg

Christmas Market in Valkenburg, the little village that is worth a visit in summer and winter.

Christmas Town Valkenburg

In ‚de fluwelen grot

 

 

 

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And the things that not necessarily have to do with christmas

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Ganzenparade  – Geese parade through the old city.

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Author: Hans FriedhoffAperture: 8Camera: Canon EOS 1100DIso: 4000Copyright: Hafri PhotographyOrientation: 1
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