THE DUCKS WERE DISTURBED

and flew away. First one, then these three and I also captured them a second later.
In the morning Piet Hein and I have started to trim the bushes, at the place where we expect the pipe goes beneath.
After our coffee break it turned out that a part of the pruning shears had fallen off and although we found it, we had to buy a new one.
In Beverungen of course. After lunch we drove to that nearby town, when entering there, a big sign said : UMLEITUNG.  Diversion because of Rosenmontag, the festive carnival monday. The shops closed.
We decide first to visit the little chapel at the Galgenberg, it has a great view over the Weservalley, and from there to go to Amelunxen.
Before we enter Amelunxen I point out to Piet Hein a beautiful tree.
There is your blip. But first we visit the village, the two churches and the stream the Nete.

My haiku:

When you fly fly high
The golden sunlight will warm
Your wings and spirit

And the proverb:

No flying without wings.

in Plautus, Sine pennis volare haud facile est.

and   1605  in Chapman,