The landscape of the countryside that I see when I go for a short walk is now familiar. But sometimes it still surprises me. So I enjoy those moments, and in the meantime, I begin to notice a thousand things that I hadn’t noticed before. The red maple tree reminds me of Indian summer, the hackberry tree a legend about it; and then there is a green meadow a hunting post and behind the leaves a clear, penetrating blue. The air is pure; everything is clean – everything is how it has to be: this is the wonder. And I am grateful then to the sensors inside me that have stopped me and welcomed this independent life of nature. Of course, it would continue even without having noticed it, even without my presence. Nature does not impose anything; it is up to us to have antennas. That’s also why I want to get naked and take a picture because then I see other things too: at the moment, physical sensations prevail, an intuition. At home, when reviewing the photo on the monitor, the mind selects, compares, draws conclusions.