weina and andy's garden

 

 

I only drew these two shaky pictures there but visiting Weina and Andy's garden was one of the core experiences of the period in Vienna. After the first visit which included admiring plants, recognising the tiny grape babies and blooming wild strawberries (note to my Nordic self: this was in April!), raking in the sun, grilling in the thunderstorm, walking in the green corridor down the hill and enjoying local wine & grapejuice & pancakes & kaiserschmann & good company in the tavern of the village, I said: This has been the best day in 10 years. I meant it. It was a perfect day.

 

Blown away by the garden

 

Still blown away by the garden

Almost blown away by the thunderstorm

Photos were taken by Weina.