Nachtdufter
@nachtdufter.bsky.social
Literaturwissenschaftlerin. Dr. phil.
Paperghosts collector. Nighttime gardener. New Romantic. Noticer. Nature methodised. Interested in the encounters of psychopathology and art.
Paperghosts collector. Nighttime gardener. New Romantic. Noticer. Nature methodised. Interested in the encounters of psychopathology and art.
Fell in love with these earlier at the British shop, but resisted. Will walk past it again tomorrow ...
December 9, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Fell in love with these earlier at the British shop, but resisted. Will walk past it again tomorrow ...
Still waiting for Christmassy feelings this year. Couldn't resist these for my office cup though. x
December 7, 2025 at 3:21 PM
Still waiting for Christmassy feelings this year. Couldn't resist these for my office cup though. x
Returned to this beautiful collection of stories and poems about water women after having watched Christian Petzold's Undine yesterday.
December 5, 2025 at 5:21 PM
Returned to this beautiful collection of stories and poems about water women after having watched Christian Petzold's Undine yesterday.
So, without knowing what's behind its doors and completely unintentionally, my friend gave me an advent calendar this year that is right up my street. #weirdadvent
December 3, 2025 at 11:04 PM
So, without knowing what's behind its doors and completely unintentionally, my friend gave me an advent calendar this year that is right up my street. #weirdadvent
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
"We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
Oliver Herford
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
"We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
Oliver Herford
December 1, 2025 at 10:23 PM
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
"We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
Oliver Herford
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
"We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
Oliver Herford
Put up the advent calendar on the wall, and yes, I used this. 🙈
November 30, 2025 at 7:12 PM
Put up the advent calendar on the wall, and yes, I used this. 🙈
Erster Advent. Coffee, Christstollen, dusk at 4.
November 30, 2025 at 3:08 PM
Erster Advent. Coffee, Christstollen, dusk at 4.
Stefan Zweig is keeping me company at the desk this week.
November 24, 2025 at 4:38 PM
Stefan Zweig is keeping me company at the desk this week.
My copy of the German edition of Ian Hacking's "Rewriting the Soul. Multiple Personality and the Sciences of Memory". An important book for me when I was writing my thesis.
November 22, 2025 at 5:43 PM
My copy of the German edition of Ian Hacking's "Rewriting the Soul. Multiple Personality and the Sciences of Memory". An important book for me when I was writing my thesis.
Finally. The new novel by one of my favourite authors of spooky stories.
November 22, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Finally. The new novel by one of my favourite authors of spooky stories.
Sieben Billionen Jahre vor meiner Geburt
war ich eine Schwertlilie.
Unter meinen schimmernden Wurzeln
drehte sich ein andrer Stern.
Auf seinem dunklen Wasser
schwamm
meine blaue Riesenblüte.
Arno Holz, Phantasus
war ich eine Schwertlilie.
Unter meinen schimmernden Wurzeln
drehte sich ein andrer Stern.
Auf seinem dunklen Wasser
schwamm
meine blaue Riesenblüte.
Arno Holz, Phantasus
November 21, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Sieben Billionen Jahre vor meiner Geburt
war ich eine Schwertlilie.
Unter meinen schimmernden Wurzeln
drehte sich ein andrer Stern.
Auf seinem dunklen Wasser
schwamm
meine blaue Riesenblüte.
Arno Holz, Phantasus
war ich eine Schwertlilie.
Unter meinen schimmernden Wurzeln
drehte sich ein andrer Stern.
Auf seinem dunklen Wasser
schwamm
meine blaue Riesenblüte.
Arno Holz, Phantasus
Margaret is keeping me company at the desk this week.
November 20, 2025 at 8:16 PM
Margaret is keeping me company at the desk this week.
And it was the afternoon of Halloween.
And all the houses shut against a cool wind.
And the town was full of cold sunlight.
But suddenly, the day was gone.
Night came out from under each tree and spread.
Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree
And all the houses shut against a cool wind.
And the town was full of cold sunlight.
But suddenly, the day was gone.
Night came out from under each tree and spread.
Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree
October 31, 2025 at 4:08 PM
And it was the afternoon of Halloween.
And all the houses shut against a cool wind.
And the town was full of cold sunlight.
But suddenly, the day was gone.
Night came out from under each tree and spread.
Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree
And all the houses shut against a cool wind.
And the town was full of cold sunlight.
But suddenly, the day was gone.
Night came out from under each tree and spread.
Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree
Remembering the joy this spooky fellow gave me a couple of Halloweens ago.
October 27, 2025 at 6:25 PM
Remembering the joy this spooky fellow gave me a couple of Halloweens ago.
If you have a big box of tree decorations and about five rolls of Christmas wrapping paper already, but the "romantic idiot" part of your brain is strong.
October 18, 2025 at 6:36 PM
If you have a big box of tree decorations and about five rolls of Christmas wrapping paper already, but the "romantic idiot" part of your brain is strong.
That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun.
Ray Bradbury, The October Country
Ray Bradbury, The October Country
October 1, 2025 at 10:58 PM
That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun.
Ray Bradbury, The October Country
Ray Bradbury, The October Country
On the couch with a nasty bug, but there was a new addition to the Shirley Jackson shelf in the post.
September 30, 2025 at 1:59 PM
On the couch with a nasty bug, but there was a new addition to the Shirley Jackson shelf in the post.
"I would prefer not to."
Herman was keeping me company at the desk this week.
Herman was keeping me company at the desk this week.
September 28, 2025 at 3:08 PM
"I would prefer not to."
Herman was keeping me company at the desk this week.
Herman was keeping me company at the desk this week.
Gran's sewing box I inherited. The buttons will stay.
September 26, 2025 at 5:35 PM
Gran's sewing box I inherited. The buttons will stay.
A favourite black and white movie.
September 24, 2025 at 2:03 PM
A favourite black and white movie.
I just love this book.
September 23, 2025 at 3:34 PM
I just love this book.
Now reading, discovered on 🦋.
September 21, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Now reading, discovered on 🦋.
Thank you, yes, Penguin do a great job with cover design. This is my favourite one, love its ambiguity. Whoever chose it must know her writings well.
September 18, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Thank you, yes, Penguin do a great job with cover design. This is my favourite one, love its ambiguity. Whoever chose it must know her writings well.
