AGAIN A BUSY AFTERNOON

at Mischa's new place. The old bookcase that I inherited from my old professor in literature theory and that Mischa fancied to keep for herself we build up and look all her books fitted in it. I like the view of it very much. And it took the whole midday still to make the Akai apparature work. But the gulls are still at the sea side and I admired their flight in the cold wind.

My haiku:

One can live in books
And at the same time admire
Nature in its glory

And the latin proverb:

A room without books is a body without a soul.