Fertile boots in Berlin

It is one of these fairy-tale Berlin afternoons, which smell like new discoveries. I pass by a place, which I consider remarkably beautiful. It is called AUSLAND (Foreign lands). Formerly abandoned, it was resurrected by alternative people eager to live in a community. They bought it, renovated the house from scratch, and decorate this beauty regularly anew with interesting art installations. This time I am pretty surprised. An arrangement of antique moss-covered boots strung together in one line, out of which sprout happy green grass leaves. Right in front of the boots a bench is inviting for rest. Being on close-up now, my nose and eyes are floating right in front of this admiring naturalistic art installation. With mineral water I give a toast to the arrangement. What a proof to the world that boots are fertile!

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