Yes, I'm still in my boots, but barely able to be an enthusiastic or at least a joyful photographer.
After 5 years of cancer treatments and hospital visits on an almost regular basis I should be prepared to watch the bright warm light of my beloved mother becoming a very small helpless flame. Nevertheless we are still fighting together battle after battle in a long lost war against pancreatic cancer. Our hope will die last.
Therefore going for a nice photo walk is out of question. I photographed the renovation of our kitchen - just for documentation. Of course I take some pictures once in a while with my mobile when I'm walking the dog. That's all. No fun, colors, ideas or something sparkling is visible in my pictures, just the moody and sad side of my soul.
Yes, Felix. He has not the right personality to be trained as a therapy dog. Nevertheless he is the perfect dog, to let my mother know, how much he loves her. The little dog is jumping in her lap and the last week on to her bed just to be with her. He isn't doing it with anybody else but her! He knows ...
Just some pictures, to proof I'm still alive and still full of hope I won't catch Covid-2019.
Photographers, friends please stay at home and stay healthy.