How Photographers Get Killed

Yes, yes, I know you are not supposed to stand in the middle of the highway.

But what can you do when you are driving along the B168 between Peitz and Lieberose in the German state of Brandenburg on a beautiful autumn day like today?

And it seemed that most people were driving slower today, anyway, enjoying the colors and trees, the light and the magic just as much as I did.

Do you want more autumn photos from Lusatia? I don’t have to stand in the line of traffic for all of them, don’t worry.

About Andreas Moser

Travelling the world and writing about it. I have degrees in law and philosophy, but I'd much rather be a writer, a spy or a hobo.
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8 Responses to How Photographers Get Killed

    • And the road (a federal highway) continued like that for a dozen kilometers.
      Absolutely fabulous!
      If the towns (and the former Soviet military training area) in between hadn’t been so interesting, I would have loved to just cruise up and down.

  1. Olivia says:

    Thank you for sharing!

  2. Janice Kathryn Parry says:

    beautiful !

  3. YES!! I always want more pictures of the beauty of nature! ALWAYS!
    Unfortunately, palm trees don’t show gorgeous color changes. Magnolia trees are kinda pretty when they start dropping their seed grenades, but it’s still nothing compared to this.

    • Here, it’s like a fireworks of colors at the moment. And with gorgeous sunshine so far.

      There will be plenty more autumn photos in the coming days/weeks. And then, we will all be jealous of you and your palm trees, when we will be sitting inside and watching the rain and the wind.

  4. Hey hey handsome

    Just wanted to say hi and ask how have you been?


    • Hello adorable,
      I had actually been thinking of you and our date in Budva because I am finally exploring the eastern half of my little country.
      It’s beautiful now, with the golden, red and orange autumn colors. And it’s quite interesting for me to discover something new (and a bit different, or in the case of Eisenhüttenstadt quite different) so close to home.
      And now I am in a split city, Guben/Gubin, with one half on the German side of the river, the other on the Polish side. (I think I like the Polish side a bit more.)
      I will probably be back in Eastern Germany next year for a long cat-sitting stint over summer.

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