While we’ve had simply gorgeous weather in southern Germany this week, our luck has been terrible. Thankfully, I had my fantabulous weekend with Jeannette and family to buoy me through the bad days (Late Night Dinners; Mini Panzers). Last Saturday we spent a wonderful day strolling the grounds of Schloß Lichtenstein, while the kids zipped through the trees (and please indulge me while I again share Cole’s Senior Photo’s).
With no kids, no goal in mind, we wandered a little further down the mountain the castle is perched upon. We found the old ruins of the previous castle, the outline barely visible, the old, crumbled walls covered with moss and lichen. I felt like I truly stepped into another time, all sounds from the outside world drowned out by the quiet of the trees, the rocks and the damp earth beneath my feet. I could’ve happily spent a day taking photo’s, letting my imagination run free and feeling the peace of such an old place.
We walked through slowly, Jeannette and I both pausing frequently to take photo’s of not just people and castles, but also the little things like rocks, leaves and textures. It is a true joy to walk with another photographer. Someone who doesn’t say “hurry up” or “stop stopping!”. It is a true joy to walk with a kindred spirit.
We explored the castle grounds as well, choosing not to tour the inside, I was anxious to see if my kids were still strapped securely to a tree. And of course they were, happily dangling high above the forest floor, struggling to reach each new platform as they hit the harder levels of the ropes course. All three, Tess, Rick and Dane, were more than ready for a cool drink and a big snack. We watched them climb the last few challenges, Tess helping Dane out of a tricky net, and Rick helping Tess up a high platform at the end of a zipline.
Finally, with everyone on the ground, gear turned back in, we headed to the biergarden for some well deserved drinks, fries and wurst (sausage). A perfect end to a lovely afternoon.
awesome photos, thanks for sharing them with me!
Toiny,
Love all your personal stories and the beautiful pics you add. This one actually causes me to comment. I was born in Germany, in Donaueschingen (Black Forest at the beginning of Donau) and raised in Ruit; now called Ostfildern. So many of the places you share have been a part of my life growing up in the Schwabenland just 12 k’s from Stuttgart.
Thanks for sharing
Christel
Ostfildern is so close to us! I drive by there on a weekly basis. What a small world it really is.