Home, sweet home 

At a Restaurant near my hometown. Isn´t it beautiful?
If Germany just wouldn´t be THAT expensive....

A discussion in Utata made me think about home, some results here: ;)

Home to me is the whole area (around 40KM) around the place I was born.
Coming home for me is always strange.
Childhood there was partly pleasure, but mainly it's just a big blurr because I tried to forget a lot of things.
But with some years of traveling in between and making peace with memories, I am starting to take a real pleasure in exploring that region anew with my camera when I'm there.
Most of the times I don't have much time though.
Oh well ;)

Here's one of my favorite shots I could snap the last time we had a few days with my Mom.
Not the village I was born, but close to it.

It's something about that region. No real big cities, village folk that sometimes acts like they live in big cities, but it's still all small and tiny in their minds even though they would have so much room to let their spirits fly.
Then on the other hand you have many artists and free minds there that did exactly that.
It's a weird region, sort of :)
But I love it and hopefully one day get the chance to stay longer and take the right shots and am able to explain better.

Thanks, Catherine to bring it up and make me think, once again :)