My brother Daniel is mentally handicapped and lives is an institution not so far from where my Mom lives. He comes home from time to time and my Mom frequently visits him. The institution is located on the border of a forest and there are plenty of possibilities to have great times outdoors. We had a very nice afternoon with ice cream and a lot of lazy lying around in the sun.
We have been there as teenagers at night to have mystic parties and campfires. For a very long time the ruin of the Wildenburg was and still is a magic place in the middle of a typical Odenwald forest. It was built in the 12th century and destroyed by Götz von Berlichingen (well known from Goethes stage play) in the 16th century. Since, it attracts hikers and today even some corny dressedup instagramers find their way up to the castle ruin.
Beautifully situated in the Taubertal is the Monastery of Bronnbach a former Cistercian Abbey founded in the 12th century. The surroundings are great for hiking, the Nibelungensteig and one of the German Saint James Ways lead right past the forest just next to the Monastery. It’s a wonderful complex of buildings, above all if it’s the first days of spring.
We visited the small village of Berolzheim and took a walk to “Linni” (Lindich) a piece of forest and fields which once was partly owned by my Grandpa. My memories aren’t very vivid, I just remember a playground he made out of trees.
Because of covid my Mom wasn’t able to have a party for her 70th birthday last year. So we had her party at our family gathering in August.
When my Grandma died some years ago, I looked at all the old family pictures from the 50s and younger and with those pictures in mind I wrote in her obituary: “For me she was the calming role model and responsible for a lively and cheerful big family in which there were as good as no quarrels – without any psychology books.”
When I look at the pictures of this event, I know that she did very well and still effects us all today, seven years after she went away forever.
Mum, Auntie, Pavlov and me had a very flowery hike downhill from Walldürn to Beuchertsmühle. In Walldürn the city decided to have flower fields instead of lawn to feed the bees. It’s not only good for the bees but it’s also extremely beautiful. At Beuchertsmühle Pavlov finally had the opportunity to jump into the water. Of course this was his favorite part of the hike. Except of seeing a deer perhaps.