Miss A. took me out to Berglen. She showed me the family fruit trees which are starting to blossom and then we rode through some of the surrounding villages of Swabia. Ever seen a cherry tree this big? (George Washington, keep out!) The cherry tree again, with garden shed, otherwise known as a Hüttele in Swabian (Schwäbisch) This reminds me of when I played the violin as a boy. The resin I needed for my bow. I'm really lichen this plum tree. The blossom and its four leaves make me think of a beautiful insect sitting atop the branch. I'm lichen this one as well. (Couldn't resist.) (Ditto) Well, by the looks of this tree and its face, I guess Narnia does exist after all! Everyone who knows me knows that had there actually been an occupant in that web, this picture would not be here. Had she been named “Charlotte”, however, I would have chatted with her. This Wetzstein (whetting stone) sits in the southern German countryside and yet it has an American Indian Chief on its emblem. Such subtle blending of cultures, don't you think? I wonder how many little German children ever looked at this box and wondered where in the Black Forest the Indians live? Ah, how true, wine does give joy :-) I was more interested in the hole in the floor than the rest. But, they all made a nice backdrop, nonetheless. If the blossoms are white, then why not B&W? Apple tree. Uh-oh. Miss A., könntest du mich bitte errinern? Wie heißt das Dörfle? Wir haben durch so viele gefahren, dass ich leider schon vergessen habe! Ahhh, thanks for the email: “GRUNBACH” Something “European” about this picture for me: the birch trees lining the roadside. Illusion: this door is about a meter high only. It leads into a chamber about two meters wide and two meters deep and not much higher than the door itself. Probably never used for people. It was in the foundation area on which the church sits. There again, if there were ever any bad gnomes in the village, then maybe… Ah yes, Fachwerkhäuser (half-timber houses). Seeing these always makes my day better.