Going on soil safari
Meeting the Mediators of life I am not sure if it is the soft, toasted, earthy smell wrapping me into another world. Or is it the crumbly texture of this…
Learning by teaching: From mussle hearts to the encounter of an octopus
As a child, my dream was to become a marine biologist. For a long time, I though I had missed that dream by far. Next thing I know, at 32,…
Cape’s kelp quests & South African walks of life
When you come to a conference as colleagues but you leave as friends After my summer in Turkey, I went straight (ok more kind of straight with a lot of…
Advanced connection classes on the Anatolian hike revival
(for reading this article it is recommended to put on the Spotify playlist "Anatolian rock revival project") My summer in a saying: kervan yolda düzülür (organising the caravan on the…
Moral meanders and the daily struggle to kill my friends
From "extracting" to "fixing" soil organisms If somebody asked me what is the hardest part about my job, my answer would definitely be the killing part. I guess every biology…
