I see something you don't see

On the Panoramaweg stands a house that does not need to explain its name. It towers over the lake and has been looking out over the water, passing clouds, and sunsets that are never the same twice for decades.

Anyone who steps through the door quickly realizes: Here, the view does not play the main role; it simply belongs to life. It accompanies conversations in the living room, quiet moments on the seating area, and all the little moments in between.

Above the living area, the gallery watches o...