White-speckled carpet

Arrived back home, to where the anemones and cherries (extra) are in full bloom. A stark difference from Berlin’s lush, green parks.

It is hard to describe the feeling of getting off a long-distance sleeper train and go right down to my home-town metro. Something like: “Now hang on just a minute! When I got on this train, I came in metro cars that were yellow and boxy…” Mind boggled.