FLYING HIGH LIKE A KITE
Photo by Brandon Bynum on Unsplash Following an invitation from cake and camera who was mourning for and pledging to preserve the art of blogging, I now take my time to write another blog entry. The last one was written in January this year when I was realising that I hadn’t completed my tiny tales of the countries Tyson and I visited on our Balkan trip in 2017. Three quarters of a year later it is definitely time to expand this little universe. I neglected this blog although it was my “other” home, too. Not only an invitation for someone else to come and drink a cup of tea with me, to follow me on my trips or to immerse themselves into my thoughts but a place where I can share these thoughts, stories and pictures without tuning them to get a like, a heart, another follower. It felt not as rigid and compressed and not as targeted as Instagram and Co. It let my stories breathe and fly. Somehow, this autumn, and maybe also as a small result of the pandemic and various strong emotional
