While my daughter Luisa was riding in Rümmingen for two hours early this evening, I went for a long, windy, slightly rainy walk around the countryside, exploring paths I hadn't taken before. I found myself on a road through beautiful, well-tended woods vibrant with springtime green. Such woods are typical in Germany, but beyond the excellent forestry, I also noticed that they are typical of the opening scenes of murder mysteries on German television. The thought was enough to make it a little bit uncanny to be walking there alone, but then I came across an unusual yet reassuring scene: beside the road, a tree stump that some children had decorated. (Andrew Shields, #111words, 4 May 2021)
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