A week away from the city. Finally.
A week with wine and good food, with hiking, with rivers and woodland, with stories and laughter. Where we didn’t always need masks because often there was nobody else.
A week with family and friends and a few books and a camera (actually two, but that makes it sound like I overpacked).
It was good.
I’ll spare you all the family pics, these were just a few I took out early one morning with a Leica M240 and Voigtlander 35mm Color-Skopar, before I realized I had no phone reception, no real idea where I was and that Google Maps hadn’t finished it‘s map download.