The Small Things in Life...

A while ago I came back from Cologne and saw a moth on the floor of the station. It was a huge one, actually, but it looked tiny on the long floor. It was beautiful, just like a butterfly and it reminded me that sometimes the most beautiful things in life aren't big, sparkling and coloured. They are small, they are inconspicuous, they are rare and that's exactly what makes them so special.

Have a great day,
The Countess

Stockholm Part 3

Germany is the country of the poets and thinkers, at least that is what they say. We had Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Clara Zetkin, Friedrich Schiller, Clara Schumann, The Grimm Brothers, Lise Meitner, Ludvig Van Beethoven, Annette von Droste-Hülshoff, Albert Einstein, Hildegard Knef and many more. They were all pretty intelligent and creative people. One might assume that we could come up with a beautiful name for the wonderful but yet simple thing that is the butterfly. In French it's called papillon, in Spanish it is mariposa and in Estonian it is called a liblikas. In German though... In German it is called a Schmetterling. 
Yup, I know, it sounds terrible. It sounds even worse when you know that the German verb "schmettern" means "to smash"...

Anyway, they are still beautiful. In Stockholm we went to the butterfly house and even though I don't like such things because I am a vegan, the butterflies were still extreeeeemly beautiful. So here are some pictures:

The ones with the brown eyes are the same as the bright blue ones. I think they are called Emperors aka morpho peleides and they truly deserve that name!

Do you like butterflies? I like all sorts of insects, they are all beautiful to look at close up. Spiders are disgusting but they aren't really insects, are they?

Have a great day,

The Countess

Winter blues

It's official: I have the winter blues.

I really want to hide my boot in the darkest corner of the closet and trade umbrellas for parasols. A few days ago I got really excited over the singing of some birds that were sitting in a tree in my neighbourhood and that was when I realized: 
I want spring. Now. ASAP . I want leaves on the trees, waking up because the sun shines in your face and most importantly: Butterflies.

Unfortunately, even though I am the Good Fairy I can neither change the weather nor the season. So basically all I can do is wait. Wait and think of warmer days. So here we go:

These were all taken last summer in Berlin.