We visited the small village of Berolzheim and took a walk to “Linni” (Lindich) a piece of forest and fields which once was partly owned by my Grandpa. My memories aren’t very vivid, I just remember a playground he made out of trees.
We made a stop in Langenlonsheim near Mainz to visit a friend of my Mum. We stayed for a night and had a very good time there. In the morning I had a long walk with Pavlov to the near Hermitage cut into rocks in the middle ages. The last hermit lived there until 1827. He died after 52 years of service.
We had a very colorful summer hike near Ihlow in Brandenburg. As it is June, everything is in bloom and the fields show their most splendid dresses. We even saw a deer, but fortunately Pavlov didn’t. I guess he is a city dog.
If you are around Ihlow, don’t miss to visit Biohof Café and have a rhubarb yeast cake. Yummy!
We had a nice day in the forest and at the lakes around Pritzwalker Mühle. Pavlov had a lot of fun in the forests and I’m very happy that he doesn’t show any ambition to hunt (except of pigeons in the city). At the end we bought some homemade honey next to Haus Tornow am See and a man told us the moved history of the building (Orphanage, war hospital, home for difficult adolescents).
Take a seat and have some coffee and cake on the lake side. It’s a really wonderful place.
Incredibly great changes become visible when taking pictures of the same garden very early in the morning or after the rain. I’m always impressed how nature changes during the seasons or with light and weather.
Still not in form, we chose to have a short walk near Garzin along Haussee and over the fields. What shall I say? Spring really tries, but the weather is still cold and mostly dark and a lot of plants still wait for their signal to start their new life in bloom. Pavlov is getting bigger and bigger and is coming back when we are calling quite steadlily. He chased the two huge cranes over the fields and even came back when I called him in the middle of hunting. Maybe only because the cranes started flying away and he recognized, that his chances of catching them were very thin.
On the last picture Pavlov is becoming a grown up :-). He still pees like a baby, only some times – very rarely – he lifts his leg.