I discovered a trail that circles our German village. It’s about 3 miles at its shortest. It meanders through the forest, with wild strawberry and blackberry patches offering up their fruit to hungry hikers.
The canopy of trees overhead all but blocks out the bright sun and makes the temperature feel much cooler.
Horses and riders, cyclists, runners, and walkers share the wide path. A few couples must have thought I am that crazy American taking pictures of every odd wildflower and lizard I came across.
Apparently, everyone in the village knows who we are, what our names are, that we live over the GetränkeShop.
So, I don’t want the villagers to think ill of us. With all the windows open all the time, I constantly urge the kids to be quieter. I know their squeals and singing carries down the street.
In the woods, it was quiet except for birdsong and bees and the occasional squirrel running along branches or lizard scurrying through the underbrush.
I love the views from the trail of the village rooftops.
I was taken with the various wildflowers.
I absolutely love these!
These little black beetles are everywhere.
I caressed the mossy old trees.
I felt like I was in a fairy tale. Magic could happen in this forest.
Towards the end of the trail there is a little babbling brook.
I look forward to the changing seasons here. Early summer is gorgeous, cool and sweet in the morning and warm in the afternoon sunshine, and promising to bring wild blackberries soon!