So I took a walk this afternoon and snapped some photos.They made me think about how blessed I am to grow up surrounded by nature and history. I walked past an wayfarer inn from the 1600s, I walked past an old farm, and if I had continued I would have walked past another one. This made me think about how growing up surrounded by history and oaks. Because there are lots of old oaks like this one around here.
Speaking of old. There have been living people here since the iron ages. If not longer, it has been a long time since I visited the iron age graves. During the iron age, this was a part of the Baltic sea. It is still really big, at least 20 km, if not longer.