An evening among friends
Two men sit at the table in front of the half-timbered house and raise a toast. Three dogs have settled down beside them, a large pale one and two smaller ones. On the left the mill wheel turns, and on the right stands the village fountain with its trough made from a tree trunk.
Beneath the gable with its finely pierced boards the balcony opens. After the cuckoo call the dancing couples in their red skirts turn to the music of Edelweiss and The Happy Wanderer, the beer drinkers raise their mugs and the mill wheel turns.
40 centimetres high, 36.5 wide. A clock that invites rather than impresses.



