WALK ALONG THE WESER

The day started grey and wet (again).
The right moment to look at the text of my short story and adjust and add some minor things. Tomorrow, hopefully, I will look with my daughter Mischa into it.
We followed the news for a while.
After lunch we decided to go for a walk. The first (how ist that possible) after we returned from The Hague. We walked to the river Weser and followed the path along it till we arrived at the meadow where the shee live. There still were six of them. They were not very curious, and did not seem to know us any longer. 
Their old derelict hut still there and also a cart in which horses are transported. That will keep them dry in autumn and winter, I guess.