On a blissful post-Christmas afternoon with fresh snow and cold air- Erik,Reba,Collin and I took a long walk over the hills and through the Black Forest to the tiny village (population 350) or Feuerbach where Collin and I grew up. There is nothing so nostalgic as this place to me and nothing so peacefull as the familiar trees, brambles and vinyards all through the valley.
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Let's take another stroll tomorrow.
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