Dawn over the River

This morning I’m writing my short journal, sitting on ‘Sovereign Heights’, in our Humble Forest-Hut. There is a cold eastern wind blowing. But the Hut gives some shelter. And between the clouds, the sun is shining now&then. From here you have a broad & high view over the Weser-valley and a part of the snow-white town. Windflares are playing with the smoke, curling up from our chimney below. And finally, the Guardian Oaktree is standing below there, overseeing the whole scene.