It's a truism that seeing a place through someone else's eyes can help you see it more clearly. But I found this proved again last month. It helps that the refreshing vision belonged to one of my dearest friends, whose perspective I value in any case. (Left: a stop on our Easter Sunday stroll.) We had a lovely almost-two-weeks exploring the Rheinland and beyond. I was honored and touched to be the recipient of a visit, delighted to serve as semi-cicciarone. On our first day, as we stood in the rose garden, she said "I'd like to take a picture of this charming house!" I craned my neck, gazing up and down the street. "Which charming house?" "This one. The one you live in." Oh. I'm guilty of more often seeing its lack of lightbulbs, or cobweb-collecting corners, than its charm. But I was chastened and encouraged simultaneously, and was inspired to taking the following photos while on walks through Bischofsheim in subsequent days. It may be only a Schlafdorf, but it is, after all, my Schlafdorf.
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