Between the forest and the human trace

Stories from a quieter life. What we build, what we notice, what we remember, and what choosing differently really takes.

The story keeps changing.

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LATEST STORIES

  • The Last Light
    A few red berries, the last light between the branches — and five minutes before it was gone
  • When the Water Wouldn’t Stop
    Changing a water filter should take a few minutes. Ours turned into an hour of leaking water, phone flashlights and one very small missing piece.
  • We Thought We Were Dog People
    We thought we were dog people. Then Oliver arrived, disappeared for two months, and changed the story completely.

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Try “container”, “green roof”, “slow living “,“Karlovy Vary” or “cats”.

What it really takes to build, grow and live a little differently.

The cats who somehow became part of almost every story.

Thoughts, photographs and ordinary moments worth keeping

MORE STORIES

  • Driving in Brazil: What It’s Really Like to Rent a Car and Hit the Road

    Brazil is enormous. Looking at a map is one thing; actually driving across a small part of it is another. Before our trip, renting a car in Brazil sounded slightly intimidating. Different driving habits, unfamiliar roads, Portuguese, long distances — and all the usual warnings you hear before travelling around the country. In reality, driving…

    read story -–>: Driving in Brazil: What It’s Really Like to Rent a Car and Hit the Road
  • Just for a Minute

    An imperfect photo taken on an old phone, almost without thinking — and somehow, the first photograph of mine that someone bought.

    read story -–>: Just for a Minute
  • When Summer Starts to Leave

    Summer arrived so quickly this year that it feels almost unfair how quickly it has started to leave. It isn’t autumn yet. Not really. The garden is still green, the days can still be warm, and everything around us still looks very much like summer. But in the mornings, you can tell. The air has…

    read story -–>: When Summer Starts to Leave
  • THE FIRST ONE THAT SOLD

    An imperfect photo taken on an old phone, almost without thinking — and somehow, the first photograph of mine that someone bought.

    read story -–>: THE FIRST ONE THAT SOLD
  • AFTER US: Rolava (Sauersack) — Where the Forest Took Over

    Hidden in the forests of the Ore Mountains, Rolava (Sauersack) is slowly disappearing beneath the trees. A former tin mining complex where history, ruins and nature quietly meet.

    read story -–>: AFTER US: Rolava (Sauersack) — Where the Forest Took Over