A little afternoon excursion brought me to a place called
Zell Pfarre.
It is on the Austrian side of the Slovenian border,
but nobody speaks German there.
(at least, nobody I met )
So if you are looking for a bathroom
you had better speak Slovenian.
This brook is your way-guide all the way.
an old saw mill, out of commission for a hundred years or more.
One wonders how these two trees,
standing there like sentinels,
can get enough nourishments out of the rock face
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