The fruit trees that line the roads and cycle paths aren’t wild: they are owned by someone or by the local state. But, but, but . . . when you’re actually riding over fallen cherries, it’s easy to justify raiding a couple of handfuls from the tree. And they were delicious.
A short day today, as the weather forecast was for storms this afternoon. You don’t want to find yourself in the open when lightening strikes . . . particularly if the road surface slows you down:
Interesting to see just how well named dung beetles are:
A German unseen to work on at a Rastplatz:
And the bonus of a short day was a trip to Klötze Freibad before the sky split and the heavens opened:
An example of the kind of thing that catches my eye: