once upon a time...
and that's how all stories with a happy ending use to begin,
there was a round blue thing which somebody except it's self couldn'd imagine what it was.
All the people and creatures that passed the blue thing just wondered what it could be, but all of them really liked it feeling very comfortable when leaving the place where the blue thing hung around.

Time passed away and weeks become months, months become years and years and after all centuries... and the place of the blue thing did not change much over all this time... „nothing special" as you may imagine...
just an old oak tree which also passed the centuries getting older and knobbier but feeling very comfortable with the party of the the small blue thing up in its leaves...

All time long the same repeating story and people passed and time passed and it seemed the blue thing was waiting for something special... but nothing happened.

Until a cold windy night in the middle of december 2011 – right now:
there is a whispering and crackling inside the round blue thing and if you're standing still watching you may see a random movement inside...
wait!
Is there a leak – oh just a small one like a knitting stitch... come closer - can you see what's going on inside to come out? …