On the banks of the Old Rhine…

There are strollers picking up the most beautiful pebbles… these will end up on fireplace mantles as trophies.

I myself love them. I pick them up without pushing them around, take them to my “Sweet home”, photograph them in search in the best daylight…
Then I free them again and take them back where I took them, so they don’t feel out of place…

They are entitled to our respect, these pebbles! They were there long before us and will be there long after…

January 2019