Hello there,
our Sunday walk took us to the river Thur, just five minutes from Jasper's home away.
On our way we saw old apple and pear trees.
We saw a big bee house - and kept respectful distance.
Here you can see where we live at the moment.
This is the great bridge of the ring road.
And that's the Thur.
Thur is a 131-kilometer-long (81 mi) River in north-eastern Switzerland. Its source is near the mountain Säntis in the south-east of the canton of St. Gallen.
It flows into the river Rhine on the border with Germany, south of Schaffhausen.
Because of the persistent heat, it has very little water.
On one of the gravel bars we discovered a little piece of art - a heart of stone.
Then we came to a small forest and had a blast.
Red rocks in Lichtensteig.
End of the path on this shore.
Won't know what has happened here.
We found beautiful flowers
and suddenly we stuck in strange stalks.
Wild Blackberries.
No place so beautiful that you could still make it "more beautiful."
So little water,
normally we would stand here in the middle of the river.
Despite all - beautiful here.
Elder
Hmm?
Rosehips
We like this silvery tree.
Along the Thur towards the waterfall.
Oh fruits, looked delicious. Jasper told us: just look, do not touch.
(It was a private garden)
Then we took an adventurous path through the woods.
Narrow, steep, through rocks.
Suddenly we saw it - the small waterfall.
Today it was even smaller than usual.
But that also had something good. We were able to climb behind the fall.
An interesting prospect.
We walked along the shore,
discovered more "rock art",
sat in trees
and won us new ground by man-sized plants.
That was our way home.
What a beautiful day
Kisses
The WotWots
