A sweet smell of lilac and other spring flowers filled the space of the little church in
Hofarnsdorf. The decoration was done for the Maiandacht, a celebration in honor of
Virgin Mary. It reminded me of my childhood, when we village children brought the
most beautiful flowers from our gardens in order to make the chapel for the May
devotion as beautiful as possible.
Sunset with blooming apricot trees in Hofarnsdorf
On a former Roman street, I walked up to the top of a mountain. The grooves of the
wagon wheels were still visible in the hard rock. A stone door in the middle of the
forest was once a protection against Osmanic troops coming to the Wachau valley.
Now it is just a reminder of this dangerous time.
In Rossatz, the village I stayed overnight, I peaked through the doorway to a
courtyard and saw little dwarfs smiling at me.