Walking in the soft green moss with the rustling leafs from last year around my feet. In the old culture landscape where nature slowly reclaims its territory in a wild softness. The bird song cacophony, warns of the one eyed intruder disturbing the mating calls.

Go green, ha de Gött!

• Herring gull
• The band in black
• The Saint
• The old belting factory
• What if