WE ARE HERE NOW ONE WEEK

and I had not visited yet the horses in the big field around the Eisenbahnerheim.
Sometimes we go immediately and every day almost and now because of the hot weather and some other trips we made it was only today that I said to Piet Hein: I am going donw the hill to buy some bread and climb the other hill to have a look at the horses. Carrots with me, of course.
They were happy to see me or to receive the carrots or both. The photo shows Lucky and Paule. Beauty, the rather black horse, is difficult to combine in one picture with the other two, because I then cannot make them all look right.
It is cold outside and it has started to rain softly, but that is fine with me because I
have worked in the garden and set some shrubs and annuals. Some colour added.

My haiku:

Light and soft spring rain
The dark clouds promise more to come
Hurry birds with the nests

And the proverb:

Your nose betrays what porridge you love.