As a child, I loved watching and identifying birds. Armed with a well-thumbed field guide, I would look up each new visitor and proudly tell my grandma what I’d found. Not in a professional ornithologist’s way, but with the curiosity only kids have.
As I grew older, my interests shifted and birdwatching faded into the background. But during the lockdown and long days of home office, I found myself drawn back in. Right outside my window stands a Norway maple, and it’s become a regular stopover for all kinds of birds. Suddenly, I was noticing them again - their calls, their colors, the way they flit from branch to branch.
Last year I was invited by a friend to visit the Buchstabenmuseum1 in the S-Bahn arches of Bellevue. I only knew that it exists but never got the chance to see it for myself - so I was excited to finally experience the museum with my own eyes. We even got lucky and had a small tour with Barbara Dechant, one of the founders of the Buchstabenmuseum e. V. And yes, there are letters everywhere.
Panorama shot from the Teufelsberg towards the city with my Vivitar 400mm on Fuji Superia X-tra 400. The Teufelsberg, an artificial hill in the Grunewald forest, was constructed from the rubble of World War II and later became the site of a Cold War listening station. Its elevation (about 120 meters above sea level) offers one of the best panoramic views of Berlin.
