ARTIFICIAL KARLSHAFEN

has to be my picture for today. In the early morning I was greeted by a colourful sunrise. The pink colours disappeared quickly and dark grey ones came rolling in.
Mischa decided yesterday to search for the winterlights and make the house inside a bit cosier. And more so inspired by the wonderful programme of yesterday evening. The Urban Swing Workers with Swing. Glöckchen!, the three musicians, merriful, sparkling and enthusiastic, made everybody swing with them.
In the morning I started to make a shelter for the raccoons from the pile of woods of the felt tree. But I discovered that there were severeal ready-made ones at the slope. And it was rather cold too.

My haiku:

The bells greet tinkling
The slow developping
Of sweeter dreaming

And the french proverb:

Who hears but one bell hears one sound.