As you can see, evening falls through the branches of our Guardian Oaktree. Sunset marks itself in some rosa reds over the horizon. It is silent now in our Solling garden. You can see the results of W's garden work. Snowdrops unveiling all over. All those oakleaves removed, uncountable. Such a great luck to live here together. Together with W, who is really the great love of my life. 
I remember the first time I saw her. Not in life but photographed by a friend of mine. The picture you see on Extra won the first prize in an exposition, we organised in the spring of 1966. I remember being stunned by this unknown joyous girl at the seaside. By the way, being not the only one who fell in love with her. And so, it is still the great miracle that happened to me and happens again and again in still sharing our life together, walking and blipping in the Weserbergland and at the seaside. And of course so much more. Feeling deeper in love with my inspiring Muse, the lovely mother of our daughter Mischa. Feeling gratitude so deeply, here under our Guardian Oaktree.