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Ducks and Lilac in Schönbrunn (This I Will Miss 1)

Only three months until we move back to L.A.... More and more I find myself thinking about the things I will miss when we leave Vienna. Here we go, starting with treasures from the gardens of Schönbrunn Palace:
  • Mandarin ducks, sitting alongside the pond. (My blind friend Annemarie pointed them out to me first. She was a passionate bird watcher before her eyes got bad. I will miss her too.)
  • Lilac bushes, their fragrance and lightness, the violet and purple against the green foliage
  • The (almost) untamed wilderness behind the zoo, the dandelions and daisies in the meadow, the damp, cool forest further on.

    Comments

    debi said…
    Christina,

    What beautiful pictures... so peaceful.

    debi
    Unknown said…
    I love the photo of the birds. Beautiful!
    Debi and Sarah, Thank you for the kudos!

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