A Jaunt Through Germany

We're home at last from our wonderful two weeks revisiting the Composer's German past. For the next few days I'll share pictures, while catching up on laundry, sending Felix off for the summer, and tending to all the things that family life entails.

We loved our elegant little hotel in Cologne. In the grownups' room there were embroidered linen curtains hanging in the dresser's glass front.

About to head out for shopping--very happy after our wonderful German breakfast, a spread of rolls, cheese, cold cuts, fish, fruit, yogurt, and pickles! But not all on one plate. All so beautifully presented that each big strawberry had its own little china dish.

We left Cologne through its iconic and massive train station.

In the special high-speed train. 200 mph, baby.

Daisy busied herself with her new blank book. This one says "The Girl Who Met a Goat."

This one's filling up with poems. 

I had a tea from the man who was walking by with hot drinks. So many Euros but how could I not?

Clara and I knitted away. She's making a lacy linen apron, I'm working on a merino shrug. I ask for help every ten minutes or so. She's probably tired of me.

Here's where we parked for the next week, an idyllic Bavarian village. The weather wasn't great--drizzly and quite chilly--but we bought ponchos (I had a love/hate relationship with that giant royal blue  piece of plastic) and we had umbrellas. The flowers are unbelievable, and the grass is so green. We arrived at the height of lilac time! Two lilac seasons for me this year, hurray.

As we stepped off the train, Daisy said, "I smell goats!"

Hikes were definitely on the agenda. We went upstream to a waterfall.

Oh, hello, Felix! Nice of you to come all the way from Peru!! He got some life birds this day, and we were all the time trying to point out new ones to him. I think I showed him the same kind five times in one day.

More tomorrow, when we are joined by . . . others.