Feeling the Timeless

I’m sitting next to a fireplace on Christmas Eve, a time to reflect. I notice that there must have been quite some effort to install the iron fireplace and its chimney into the wall. I’m reminded that Klaus did that. Klaus was one of Dad’s best friends and now I’m staying in the flat that he renovated. He built the kitchen, redid the living room, laid the floors, built the cabinetry. Klaus sadly passed away this year and suddenly as I sit here, I feel a very deep appreciation for the work that he put into the living space. I know how much work he put into it and I feel blessed to be able to enjoy the space.

A very palpable feeling of the timeless way of building.