Another Beautiful Day

When I still lived in Sweden, one of the most welcome signs of spring was the Wood Anemone. In London I did not get many chances to see any, but here in the German forests I have reacquainted myself with them. They thrive in deciduous surroundings, and you most likely find them where there are beeches. So when we went for a soul-refreshing walk today, we spotted some along the narrow road cutting through the woods.

When we came to our watering hole, a café by a small lake, we discovered somebody had parked their means of transport on the other side of a little stream.

I enjoyed a Bitburger, a German favourite.

After a quiet, long while most people started to leave to make it home before sunset. The equestrians got in the saddle again, some with much difficulty.

We started walking back past a fishing pond with its tranquil water and soul-soothing atmosphere.

Crossing the open landscape with its farmland in spring mode, we met an old gentleman on his bike. This fellow is nearly ninety years old and cycles every day for hours. I see him everywhere, very often, and we always say hello and smile at each other, I with my camera and he with his binoculars. No wonder he has lived this long. Young people, take note! Exercise and fresh air go a long way towards a long life.