10 ducks arrived in their new home.
On day three they ventured out of their shed.
They have a lovely piece of the garden - all green with a small
pool and shady trees.
Until late September.
This blog collects notes from Höfen, a small village in Southern Germany, where Kathrin from public works was living and working for a year.

10 ducks arrived in their new home.
On day three they ventured out of their shed.
They have a lovely piece of the garden - all green with a small
pool and shady trees.
Until late September.

The latest fashionable orange nail varnish enters our lives on Friday evening, it's a freebee with Harper's Bazar, which DJ brought back from London. On Saturday evening we all have orange finger nails, just in time for the annual village "Johannisfeuer" - a bonfire to mark Saint John's Day, but surely a pagan thing deep down. Theodor announces: "the soul is orange".

The "Beavertail" tile has been in common use until larger industrial tiles in a range of other shapes and colours came on the market. The Beavertail tile can be made from local clay, using just a simple metal frame and wire. We made some together with Herrn Back during the clay workshop last year. We also discussed making the clays for the chapel refurbishment ourselves as a village, but the costs would roughly be Eur 3000, and considering that the tiles to be replaced are only 60 years old, it makes little economic nor historical sense. Besides the fact that village spirits are still kind of running low, and group exercises aren't particularily popular. So the chapel gets brand new tiles from the factory - this time with two noses. The old one had one "nose", the hook to fix the tile, and the tilemakers could often be identified by the nose they made.

Andi asked me to document the renovation - well , the complete refurbishment - of the chapel. I'm updated on the building work schedule, and today they took down the top of the tower, which needs to be enlarged to host the automated bell system. Living right in front of the chapel this is a very feasible task and I wouldn't even have to leave our front room, but it's always good fun to be standing around in the street for a while.

A few entries ago I was joking about the concrete planter that has been sitting in front of the chapel for decades and has recently been removed for the upcoming refurbishment work. I just found out that it's gone for good, and my response to Andi and Holger was that they should have considered its potential historic value. What if it would have still been there in 2080? What a treasue it would have been - plain no-nonsense concrete design from the 1970ies. Hard to replace.

Rosa is not
ringing the bell anymore.
The clock is stuck on half past three.
The flowers are gone.
Groups of people are seen in front of the chapel gesticulating.
The current chapel has been built 60 years ago, and it's not in any way modernist or brutalist, it's just the village chapel, but preservative arguments are running versus tidy-it-all-up mentality. It's hard to judge whether it's just pragmatism or plain aesthetics, but things like the front door are going to stay, but the tiles will be replaced. The outside will be repainted, the clock tower will get automated, and no-one knows if the nice plain concrete flower planter in the front will survive. There is a tendency for more timber and woody looking things in any public space around here.

Saturday
Young beech trees are put up in front of the chapel.
The chapel is cleaned and the pilgrimage sign has got a new flower
wreath.
The leather belt for carrying the flag is in place.
Sunday
The chapel bells ring at 1.00 am.
All candles are lit.
The walk start at 1.30, and the church of the Fourteen Saints gets
in sight at around 5.00 am.
The official entry into the curch is a 6.45 am.

Doily
Bags were made for the 2007 Höfer
Goods, and it was time to make new ones for the International Village
Shop network. So I went to Baunach, which is 5 km away and
has a wholesale fabric shop, to get more cotton.
Gertrud who is a trained tailor helped to cut it all down, Mary and
and other women donated more doilies. Today was the monthly women's
afternoon with coffee and cakes, and the bags and doilies are now
spread across the village for the doilies to be stiched on by hand
at home.