The worst winter storm in recorded European history was Cyclone Lothar in 1999. In the Black Forest there is a strip of land which was left to heal itself. It’s possible to walk through the area and see what happens if nature is left to do its own thing. In order not to disturb this process visitors are not allowed to walk on the ground but on the raised planks leading through the emerging forest.
My husband’s first name is Lothar so he has a special connection to the area.
The international running group of which I am part is known for its – let’s call it: creative – nicknames. A nickname has to be earned – you come to a few runs, you do something gloriously stupid, you are named. So when you first come to runs you are referred to as a “just”. Just + first name. Hence, these two would have been known as Just Johann and Just Friedrich if they had joined the HHH.
I tried to find a photo with Henry looking adoringly at us, at anything … I gave up and have accepted that it is us adoring him. Of course, we do.
I don’t have any photos of Henry’s first Christmas with us. I don’t really remember but I suppose I was too busy keeping him away from the decorations.
This was our attempt with a real tree. When it was still standing.
Next we tried the minimalist approach with a tree from Slovenia. It didn’t survive for too long.
Christmas under a glass dome was another attempt to deal with the problem (otherwise known as Henry).
Watch this space what yuletide will look this year in our house. I hope you all have a very merry one.
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