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.

11 July 2026summer

Evening sun warming the face of the Grimming, the roofs below in shadow

The Grimming holds the last of the sun long after the valley has let it go. We ate outside and watched the light climb the rock until there was none left.

1 July 2026summer

A pink sunset over the valley, the Grimming dark against the sky

The whole sky went this colour for ten minutes, then nothing. Nobody said much. The hay smell comes up strongest just after the heat goes.

28 June 2026summer

The Grimming over the green valley on a clear summer morning

Haze in the valley until ten, then the Grimming all at once. The guests before you left the door open all week. Wise.

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 on the meadows, mist lifting off the forest

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

Alpenglow on the Grimming, the moon up, the last chairs going down

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

The hearth lit for the first guests of winter

First guests of the winter arrive tonight, on the late train from Vienna. The fire is laid. The bread is on the counter.