On a walk along the Olympic Regatta between Munich and Oberschleissheim I noticed the conservation area surrounding. I heard pretty noisy frogs behind a fence and passing this area of green I noticed the fragile quaking-gras. Think I didn't see this for the last 30 Years. But all over sudden the sound of childish giggling came back in my mind and brought back the memories from 45 Years ago. A childhood in prolonged innocence.