Morning Stories

There’s something about a Tracht. Something special — both in meaning and in memory. It’s tradition you can wear.

German words are rarely made for Scrabble. Especially those that march onto the board in large, intimidating groups of letters. Take Ausnahmezustand — “state of exception.” That word alone could sink a vocabulary ship.

For four quiet years, the house next door was perfectly peaceful. The elderly couple who lived there were hardly noticeable — except for the occasional chat over the garden fence. No loud parties, no drama, just classical calm. It was bliss.