Opus40, Andy Goldsworthy. A small well cover takes several hours to construct with plenty of time to think. In the midst of the construction my mind started to wander and suddenly I was about climb my rock pile, just like the rock heaps on the top of the Swiss
mountains as a young boy. Later on, by chance I started to look through my photo album and found the perfect memory link.
The hills are alive... My sister Katrin and I
Bok and Shiela. They made it through the winter under the thick sheet of ice.
Deborah and Emmett trying the new canoe.
Aspargus spear emerging in the garden.
A new cherry tree for mothersday.
My next project, straighten the bridge.