Third Sunday of Advent at the Pottkuchen

🌲“Twilight stillness in the little town, lanes and streets flooded with mist, and every light seems faint. Bells ringing in the distance, the murmur of voices fading, and a barking dog slowly falls silent. Darkness spreads its wings ever further. But then, all at once, thousands of lights shine from windows and doorways, from fir trees and gables, radiating hope and warmth out into the night.”🌲

🌲We  wish you a lovely third Sunday of Advent from the Pottkuchen.🌲