The country side. The first winter with a romantic amount of snow and just as much silence. Where did I end up? I decorated the tree in autumn as a glittering welcome when you approach the house. In December, after the first snow, the tree sparkled so cheesily that I had to take a photo. From then on, I visited him. It’s a pear tree – was one. To get wood for the next winter, trees were cut down in the forest next to it. One of them fell on him.