(Prepare for another photo-laden post!)
Tuesday’s discovery of the little town of Freising, north of Munich, was such a happy discovery that we had to share it with Travis as soon as possible. As I walked around on Tuesday, there were so many corners I noticed, windows and flowers, rooflines and views, that I just couldn’t get my camera out for thanks to a double stroller and two toddlers. So my hopes of doing more strolling, camera in hand, babies watched by another set of eyes, were met perfectly this morning.
We found it, again, to be a delightful, little place. The weather has been glorious the last two days: warm sun, cool air, light breeze. The town was much busier today, and a market was set up in the square. I love sidewalk markets, and especially European ones, with their sights of fresh fruit, fancy cheese, and beautiful flower arrangements. Once Edith has been somewhere or done something before, she acts like a pro whenever we do that thing again or return to that place. She practically led the march up the hill to the cathedral.
When we were at the cathedral earlier in the week, we stopped in a for a five-minute glimpse, so I enjoyed having time to explore the corners, the side chapels, and the crypt. What a stunning place!
While we explored the crypt, we found Edith kneeling, her hands folded in prayer. When she was done, she got up, grabbed my hand, and said, “Mom, Jesus loves me! So I was praying to Him.” I pray those words are a truth she holds firmly in her soul for the rest of her life, and that her response remains the same.
In contrast to Edith’s sweet piety, John Henry simply begged to go outside the whole time, as he remembered all the fun he and Edith had had in the rocks at the overlook.
John Henry is also obsessed with Travis’ watch and had the special treat of wearing it all day. It is too much.
My favorite thing about Freising might be the narrow little alleys, usually lined with some sort of foliage or brightened by blooming flowers peaking through the fences or over the tops of gates.
Another novelty in the architecture here (I have seen this a bit in Munich, but it isn’t quite as prevalent!) is the religious imagery that appears on the sides and corners of buildings.
We ended our time with more of those incredibly deep red, juicy, sweet cherries that seem to be a staple in southern Germany. They are heavenly.