BEHIND THE EISENBAHNERHEIM

are gardens for growing vegetables and flowers, and fruit (apples and the like). Perhaps they are for enjoying nature too. The gardens are at a pretty location, just where the forest starts.
I can't remember that I ever have seen a person sitting or working there. Some of the gardens look neglected and more a storage for old wood and some ustensils.
Every year I marvel at one of the gardens in early spring as it shows a sea of snowdrops. I mentionned this before and today Piet Hein and I went there after lunch. First we bought carrots for the horses, Paule, Beauty and Lucky, who live in the field of the Eisenbahnerheim. That was a lot of carrots we could gave them.
They seemed happy, eagerly eating.
My picture shows the snowdrop-sea, next time when we come here again, it will be gone for a year.
In the morning I still had worked in the garden, can leave tomorrow with a satisfied feeling about it.
We will return to Holland, where we will see Mischa, the seaside again and friends too.

My haiku:

Snowdrops hardly sing
But if they did I could listen
For hours to their song

And the proverb:

The ebb willfetch off what the tide brings in.

1587 Churchyard, Trag. Card. Wolsey: Men... think all is their own they have in hold. Well, let them say and think what thing they please. This weltering world both flows and ebbs like seas.