Flensburg walk

1. Saying bye and starting to walk alone. All is quiet. No cars. No voices. No (other) children in the streets. Feels odd but secure to let her walk the streets. I thought it would be more busy as lockdown resterictions are milder these days. It afternoon here, everybody should be home by now. We live here only a few minutes walk from the city center and normally the area is filled with children playing, cars running, neighbours greeting and talking, people running and dogs being walked. I remember all the activities, a father building a tree house at the end of the street, the elderly woman on the left hand side always in her garden with her flowers. Me sometimes commuitng to work, running, walking, watching the christmas lights in winter. Now really it is all memories.

2. No one. It is loudly quiet.To the left there is a trampoline, alwys children playing there, not the last weeks when I was running here and neither today. The construction workers on the right hand side seem to rest, too.

3. Every part of nature here is inhibit and modified- demosticated. So accurat, so performative, maybe compulsive, tightening my chest a bit.

4. No access, disturbing the clean image of the streets and blocking the path.

5. Dont pass here. Disturbing and uncommon in this area where everybody lnows we have to be friends and still I remember one elderly couple a few weeks ago fleeing from children playing, that seemed impolite, but that is what anxiety sometimes does, isn’t it?

7. Humans protecting nature?

8. Empty.

10. Somebody walking their dog ❤️

11. Dogs local playground locked down and these people shut down their home- for weeks by now.

12. Playground behind fences

13. Controlled accuracy, so pretty with little audience. Playstreet sign with no one playing.

14. Abandoned child psychiatry. Where are they?

16. A man walking and a bus…when it passed I saw it was empty and the drivers cabin was shut off by patched plastic layers.

17. Next turn. Same scenery.

18. Pretty, customized nature

19. Silent. Where are they? All inside in their home? The street seem sanitised. Unreal.

20. “Keep distance”, “only come here healthy” No one here.

21. No more updates. Negligence. Decomposition.

22. The square of cherry blossom trees. I have one. I love them. Here life lives. The neighbpurs decorate lovingly. The evidence around the trees- christmas lights who no one took down this year.

23. I wonder, how many parties do live here? And where are they? I kind of like the streets empty. Walking alone, that it is quiet. Crossing the street without stopping and watching cars. Noise from a car would be larming, screaming, bursting the silence. I can trust my ears and simply walk in silence.

24. Voices behind the fence. Seems uninviting but sounds the opposite.

25. Inside. Noises