The garden committee excelled themselves.
Not forgetting the raison d'etre of our area the ladies of the 'Schützen garden committee outdid themselves yet again. I was waiting for someone outside the district office and had enough time to imbibe the beauty of their vibrant flower power display. Too beautiful.
Nice to think that this barrel of wine is still providing joy despite being cut in half.
Finding the ideal combination of flowers to make a harmonious whole isn't easy. Personally I love the vibrancy of the colours. So often flower displays tend to be muted and more suitable for funerals.
A view of our
Hauptstrasse, a road peppered with a sprinkling of delightfully old farmsteads kept up and not ruthlessly exchanged for a modern edifice.
The whole picture...the seat of government in our village. Ah, if walls could talk!
Even driving through the village is a treat. Everyone makes such an effort with their front gardens.
The village in question from a distance. Taken this morning before the rain came.
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