I don’t remember a summer when the grass on the dikes was just brown and burned and non-existent. That’s what we saw when we went on a walk in Westerhever. Walking up to the last dike wasn’t that bad. People were sitting in their (green) gardens and authentic Scottish highland cattle were grading in the fields. But then, approaching the dike, we could see, how this summer with nearly four months of no rain had changed the landscape.

It was nearly unreal. Even the fact that we were able to go out that late in the evening, finding the temperatures lovely (and not too cold), is so unusual for the North of Germany.

We’ll enjoy it as long as it’ll last.

The summer, the sunshine.

Life and living.