REFLECTIONS

of the boat that sails from our town to Hoexter and back, first with the stream and back against it.
I had a wonderful time this morning looking at all the silly images in the galleries. I commented on all too.
The weather was pleasant.
And our walk after lunch went down hill into town and to the sheep in the field along the Weser. They could not be less interested in us, they simply walked into their little hut and stood with their behinds towards us.