Haze in the valley until ten, then the Grimming all at once. The guests before you left the door open all week. Wise.
The journal
Notes from the house
One photograph and a line or two, whenever the valley does something worth writing down. Not often. That's rather the point.
28 June 2026summer
19 April 2026shoulder
The last snow went from the north field on Tuesday. Down in Bad Aussee the daffodils are getting their festival ready.
14 March 2026winter
Fresh snow overnight, then this. The mist came off the forest until noon and nobody made it past the gate. Nobody minded.
1 March 2026winter
Last light on the Grimming, the moon already up, the last chairs going down empty. Ten minutes, start to finish. Worth the cold.
21 February 2026winter
Snow to the terrace rail again. We measured against the shutter: past the heart. The sledges have not been dry in a month.
14 December 2025winter
First guests of the winter arrive tonight, on the late train from Vienna. The fire is laid. The bread is on the counter.





