Originally I wanted to take a big walk with my Cousin Franzi but she and her family were ill and so I took her dog Kia with me to the hills. Pavlov and Kia know each other but they are not very interested in each other. Kia is an elder lady and sometimes I looked around and asked myself where she is, only to notice, that she is right next to me. Which would very rarely happen with Pavlov who is always some 50-100 meters away, sniffing, hunting and looking for sticks.
There was still a little bit of snow when I arrived at my Moms and we had a very cold walk that day. I saw the sheep already the night before and the shepherd didn’t like Pavlov a lot. But cows, horses, sheep, goats – Pavlov would never approach the sheep because since he was “attacked” by an electric fence once, he is afraid of every gras eating animal. Pobrecito!
My brother Daniel is mentally handicapped and lives is an institution not so far from where my Mom lives. He comes home from time to time and my Mom frequently visits him. The institution is located on the border of a forest and there are plenty of possibilities to have great times outdoors. We had a very nice afternoon with ice cream and a lot of lazy lying around in the sun.
We have been there as teenagers at night to have mystic parties and campfires. For a very long time the ruin of the Wildenburg was and still is a magic place in the middle of a typical Odenwald forest. It was built in the 12th century and destroyed by Götz von Berlichingen (well known from Goethes stage play) in the 16th century. Since, it attracts hikers and today even some corny dressedup instagramers find their way up to the castle ruin.
Beautifully situated in the Taubertal is the Monastery of Bronnbach a former Cistercian Abbey founded in the 12th century. The surroundings are great for hiking, the Nibelungensteig and one of the German Saint James Ways lead right past the forest just next to the Monastery. It’s a wonderful complex of buildings, above all if it’s the first days of spring.
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.
Because of covid my Mom wasn’t able to have a party for her 70th birthday last year. So we had her party at our family gathering in August.
When my Grandma died some years ago, I looked at all the old family pictures from the 50s and younger and with those pictures in mind I wrote in her obituary: “For me she was the calming role model and responsible for a lively and cheerful big family in which there were as good as no quarrels – without any psychology books.”
When I look at the pictures of this event, I know that she did very well and still effects us all today, seven years after she went away forever.