Reset - Snow from yesterday, or what foundation do you want to build?

So, today is supposed to be the day.

People have been whispering for a while. The fire horse has arrived.

From where? Why? No one knows. But it is supposed to be a completely new beginning.

Hmm, astrologers or not, I only see snow from yesterday.

So here we are, at the Point of no Return. Kleez... something is called this plateau.

And one thing is certain, here blows the Wind of Change.

Clear, cold, purifying. At least it smooths the freshly unmasked face with its breeze.

Just remember our cemetery adventure. Carnival, funnel... I see you know what I mean.

Reset sounds to me like shaving, ouch! Fortunately, Ms. Kati thinks we're out of that.

We are now stepping into new territory, a warning long-eared owl calls out to us, 'I hope you have disposed of your old rubbish!'

Phew, we have. Tschakka!

We can already make perspective changes because otherwise, the miniature lady wouldn’t have stepped into our view. Look how determined she treads through the old snow. In focus a bush, behind her the stone of the past.

A little snack from last year, we certainly won’t say no to that. It might spoil in the end, what a shame that would be.

While I still ponder the taste of old berries, even vegetarian is definitely acceptable to me, as long as it doesn’t happen too often, Ms. Kati suddenly exclaims.

'Jesus! A cradle is already prepared here!' For the new, whatever the horse wants to give birth to here.

And while the affectionate old retiree couple whispers to us to peek through the keyhole, we recognize the room beyond time.

Old building, modern giants. There’s also a different, more conscious togetherness and coexistence.

But what foundation do you want to build? What carries now and afterward? Our path is solidified.

Almost dull, stable, and clear, definitely.

No solo endeavors without focus. Because watch out! The Franconian likes to warn.

Many a glittering, enchanting surface also lures off the right path beyond the reset.

False prophets, camouflaged ice plates.

Everything has been there before.

And once you have stepped in, only praying or learning from it helps.

At this moment, I think of all the deer that crossed my life path. If I had followed them all, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Tracks are beautiful. You recognize yourself, quietly and joyfully. And even if everyone leaves their unique imprint, on this beautiful earth - we all leave tracks.

Let’s hope for sustainable, good imprints. So hoof it, fire horse!

Lastly, color comes into play. Vivid yellow is a must-have this year.

Blissfully, the leaf family embraces in the warming sun.

Klee... something must surely be their hometown, and we will also return to where our reset began.

Snow from yesterday is beautiful, underneath the new is already preparing, let’s be curious about these imprints.

My conclusion from this adventure: Building a foundation begins with the first secure step. Said and done. My blanket at home urgently needs a fiery update.

See you soon, your Gretl!