OUR OAK TREE

has some branches covered with moss. The little birds love to pick in it for some insects.
To our big surprise the grey clouds let some blue through and even the sun came to greet us. It was however to late to go to the Sababurg, but Piet Hein was now happily fit enough after his cold that the three of us could walk together to the Eisenbahnerheim to see the horses. Afterwards we bought some food in the supermarket and just as we drank our tea home again the rain started to pour loud and hard. No snow yet as it not cold enough. We made some photos of the horses, Mischa one for the blip.


My haiku:

Refreshing water
From heaven we did not drink
It did wash the ducks

And the proverb:

Bacchus hath drowned more than Neptune.