SEE THE ROSE IN OUR GARDEN

softest flowering. Remembering the old christmas carol: es ist ein Ros entsprungen.
A grey day again. Mischa and I walked to the Eisenbahnerheim and the nice surprise was that the three horses were back there. Paule, Lucky and Beauty. Since we had only three carrots with us, each got one, and although they were happy to see us, after eaten the carrots, they suddenly turned, walked away, back to their hay heap.
The streets were almost completely abandoned, but we liked to breath the fresh air. Climbing the hills first down, then up at the other side of the Weser, down again and up again to reach our warm home.

My haiku:

Did angels hear me
Or were they busy singing
Softly between themselves?

And the proverb from the New Testament (a first):

Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.