It was an enchanted morning, sunshine and frost, near the lake. Saturdays are special, here in Wedding, calm, unrushed, often luminous. Between the trees, beyond the whitened path, I kept looking. What else is a photographer to do?
A few runners, well ensconced in woollen gear, gentle steps upon the hardened ground.
Then I saw you. You must have been observing me for a while. Suddenly the light changed, overcome by your radiance. You lifted your veil, I stood still, overcome by such beauty, such whiteness on your skin, such blackness in your hair…
Who knows why you chose to elect this sinner for such a gift?
As I got closer to the lake, I then noticed its surface was already frozen.
Inspired by a Saturday morning walk around the Plötzensee. Photography by me (one of the “Parks und Seen” series to be published on my photoblog).
Of Glass & Paper 
My uncle was Bademeister (baywatch?) (Bath Master 😉 ) in Plötzensee from 1970 until 2000. It’s a long time. He lived in the house on the sea.
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A magic place! (Bademeister: maybe lifeguard? Der See is the lake, confusing for an English speaker, as die See is the sea!) 🙂
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Thank you for your hints!
And have a good advent or better: have a pleasant adventseason?
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And you too Susanne!
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Loved the verse and photo. Really lovely.
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Hi, and thanks for reading my post on Cow Pasture Chronicles. I’d love to hear from you on my own blog, Words from K. Alan, particularly any thoughts on how your sense for visual beauty (which I lack in droves) affects the words that you write. For NaNoWriMo, I attempted a murder mystery centred around a visual artist, which I think was a mistake; I may not have been writing what I know, so I’m not really settled with the result. Would love to learn more!
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