But back to my cosy living room. I have to admit, I'm a little nostalgic. And I love old junk. Coffee pots and porcelain from grandma's day, old tube radios and baroque landscapes in oil. Slates and old cupboards. I always particularly like my decorations in autumn. I like these warm colours, dried ears of corn and grasses. And when the fire flickers in the fireplace, I'm not the only one who feels cosy.
Ah, here come my guests. They have parked their bikes in the backyard and are now rubbing their hands together. They look a little frozen. But I'm here to warm them up. "It's nice and cosy here," I hear them say. So nice and warm - and cosy. I listen for a while. It must have been worth getting up early. Because even the cows at the side of the road came very close to the gate as the two of them cycled past. They also passed castles and fortresses, which seem somewhat enchanted in the early hours of the morning. And again and again at small and large farms. There are many regional products to buy here. From home-grown fruit and vegetables to meat. But also homemade jams and honey, liqueurs and juices. That's the way it is here in the countryside, everything is home-made. It tastes particularly good that way! I think the two of them will stay a little longer ...