ALMOST THE DARKEST DAY SINCE

we came here.
Nevertheless I walked down the hill, looking right or left and the funny thing is that I found almost immediately the screaming face I saw in the tree. Just along the steps, I could have seen it, no not thousand times perhaps, but very often.
I sympathize with it, a lot. The tree looks very dead, but now in winter one could not really tell, I think. I'll keep an eye on her.
My walk went further down and into town. Towards the Weser where I took my leave from the swans and the ducks. There I saw also five or six strange ducks who probably hibernate here, they are very shy and fly away as soon as they discern human beings.
In the afternoon Piet Hein, Mischa and I went to the Therme, to float in the warm (from 32 till 36 o Celsius) salted water (from 6 % till 12 % ), pumped up from 1,5 km deep. We swam outside in the circled pool. Not to forget the artificial cave with changing light gems where I fell asleep and dreamt for a while.
A very relaxing end of our staying here.

My haiku:

Forever screaming
Scared as she was to be left
In this state of mind

And the proverb:

That is a loud one.

1678 inJ. Ray, A Collection of English Proverbs. Meaning: A great Lie.