Author regine
I took this picture many years ago in a cool café in Berlin, Hackesche Höfe. I have no clue whether the café and/or the starry sky still exist, but the picture has stayed in my mind for all those years.
What colors…! A little afternoon hike to the summit of Frankfurt’s very own… well, I can’t call it mountain, really, so let’s call it hill. Or, rather, it’s a ground wave. But it is 185 m high, mind you.
Finally, I finished the Kentucky chair project. It took me some weeks of elapsed time, but now it’s done. The guy must wait for the next summer, though, as it is meant to go on my balcony. Maybe I keep… Continue Reading →
I love those little guys at my brother’s terrace staircase. My sister in law does not. We agree to disagree.
Today at Munich airport: A chinese man approached me and pointed at the price tag of some Oktoberfest souvenir, uttering with difficulties: “U’ro?”
I learned a new term recently, “streak running”. This means to run every day, no matter what. It was the subject of a column in a major running magazine. Every day, at least 1 mile. Easy, right? Can be done… Continue Reading →
Last weekend I spent in the dark middle ages – together with my mom and my sister. We went to Rothenburg ob der Tauber, where time stopped some hundred years ago.
Time is flying! This post has been sitting in my draft drawer since we (my sister and me) went on the yoga-hiking combi tour last spring (you guessed it).
You gained a kilo or two? This is no problem at all, because here is a solution to get rid of wobbly… furniture. Because instead of trying to shed the belly fat, you could also go for stronger furniture, right?… Continue Reading →
This is a journey far into my childhood – marble cake was the first I ever baked, with the help of my mum at first, but soon all on my own. I was nine or ten probably at that time…. Continue Reading →
