"The fields gather us into their expanse, Heidegger wrote, and reflective thinking begins," Tine said, prattling on like her newly found stream. "It's not practical thinking. It's something else. It's an openness, Rubob. New springs start to flow. I guess that was the purpose of my walk today. How about you, Rubob?"Meanwhile, back at Todtnauberg, more snow.
"Yes, Tine," Rubob said, hastening along.
"Heidegger called it a 'moving-into-nearness,'" Tine said, as they approached the stream on the hillside again. "I guess that means a nearness to the open fields."