… the weather doesn’t really invite you to a walk,…
… you can still have a look around the jungle at my parents’ home,…
… where you can indeed discover pretty flowers like these orchids:
… the weather doesn’t really invite you to a walk,…
… you can still have a look around the jungle at my parents’ home,…
… where you can indeed discover pretty flowers like these orchids:
March 1 – meteorological beginning of spring…
The birds chirp and tweet…
Trees and flowers start to sprout…
A gentle breeze is in the air…
Then I woke up.
The storm blows, thunder and lightning, sleet patterig against the windows, and after it calmed down a little, it’s “only” snowing.
I should go back to bed and continue to dream.
Wirft mir die Prinzzess doch glatt einen Schneeball in den Hals – brrr!
Na warte, das gibt’s zurück!
Okay, weiten wir die Schneeballschlacht aus – Vorsicht, Jenni, Konna und Alex!
Treffer! Hähähä!
And that on a Dult (=fair) Sunday (with shops open from 1 pm). The few bold vendors that had come anyway had to struggle with fierce squalls and later continous rain, which made not only the one with the wooden hut (2nd photo) leave early.
When I took these two photos, it was relatively dry and not that windy…