Two Sundays ago, we did just that. Here are the pictures I took along the way; if you like, have a look at how things have changed since the end of April, when we last did this walk.
The first one shows the river Neckar with the picturesque town of Marbach, as seen from the train approaching Marbach.
This one is the view from the bench in the shade of a tree, where we took a little rest after having climbed the first hill of our walk.
Fields and orchards already gave the impression of it being several weeks later in the year than it actually was.
Crossing the Murr in Steinheim:
By the time we arrived at the allotment, my Dad had already made coffee and laid the table (including flowers from the garden) on the patio for the three of us. My Mum had made raspberry muffins (the berries were, of course, from the garden as well).
After a while, I went for another walk, this time on my own. You know I had to check on my favourite place, the grassy path between fields and the woods where I've never come across anyone else.
Today was the same - I had the path all to myself. I took a different route back to the allotment, through the woods, where I saw some beautiful flowers in the sunny patches:
I arrived back at the allotment about an hour or so later. It had been a perfect Sunday for me.