Almost any day is an occasion for a picture. Steve Barlow came through town and stopped in the office, so we took a picture. In the front is Dave and Marilynn. Behind is Henry, Steve, Christian, Wim, Jeanclaude, Sergio, Anahil, Carolyn, Marieanne, and Sister Eyre.

When the weather is good we like to go for a walk and take pictures. It was a little warmer and the sky was blue. The Temple is just across the street so this was the result. You can see Moroni in the center. 

This shows the treats at an office party. If you ever have had a Magnum bar you will know about them. On the table is a box of jelly filled pastries. In Austria and Bavaria they are called Krapfen. In northern Germany they are known as Berliners. On June 26, 1963 I was serving as a missionary in Munich, Germany. On that day Jack Kennedy gave a dramatic talk about the newly constructed "wall". In his speech he spoke the famous line, "Ich bin ein Berliner"--Meaning "I am a Berliner" in that I take a stand against Khrushchev and the communist construction of the wall. While most germans greatly admired President Kennedy and still remember these words, they often chuckle to them selves. Ich bin win Berliner can also mean "I am a jelly filled pastry"!

 Remarkably, the next two pictures sort of fit together. They are taken directly in front of the beautiful Friedrichsdorf temple.

This is a hunters stand very near Friedrichsdorf (with darling Marilynn standing by the side). There are millions of these things everywhere in the forest. You have to be a registered Forrester to hunt. You will an assigned area and be responsible for the wildlife in that area. If "your" wild pigs destroy the farmer's crop, you are required to pay him. Germany has a remarkable system that allows open space, farms, and cities all to coexist next to each other.

 We love the German forests. They are beautiful and a source of peace. You also can't walk in them very far without remembering fairy tales of enchantment and other childhood stories. Here is a sunset through the trees near Friedrichsdorf. It is winter so the overgrowth of the forest is bare, but not the entanglement on the forest floor. That stuff is wild raspberry with tiny sharp thorns, that make it very difficult and painful to walk through.