I went for a tarmp in the woods and here he is! Norm up the creek as usual! This is in the Égervölgy or
valley of the alders. There are some magnificent old alders (and old elders) and beech trees in this valley.
The forest floor is carpeted with many different kinds of wild flowers along with the medve hagyma. I nearly dislocated my shoulder trying for a better picture of these lovely blue squill blossoms.
The Hungarians do a wonderful job of logging there forests. Here is a picture of a typical logging pile in a forest reserve. The loggers go throught the woods cutting selected trees by hand. The trees are cut off at ground level so the stumps are hardly noticable, cut into managable lengths, and then all the brush collected so there is no debris left on the forest floor. Except for random wood piles one would not know that there is logging going on.
The end result is that we can see all the lovely spring frowers growing through last year's fallen leaves!
I could not resist taking pictures of every new varietly of flower I saw. These are primroses.
It is wonderful to see flowers growing wild that I have grown in my garden at home.
This is a close up of the hó virág that is in the header picture. I am going to plant a field of these at home!
This is a patch of Grecian wind flower. There are places here that are covered with these lovely plants. My pictures just do not do them justice! So as you can tell, I am having a wonderful time strolling through the woods and collecting pictures. Yesterday Norm and I spent 3 hours walking up and down the hills. We were looking for famous ruins but we never found them! Next time!
Norm: Yes a pair of old relics looking for ruins. We enjoy our hikes in the woods, but we have to do it early in the morning before our brains figure out what we are doing. Especially enjoy the hills, if for no other reason than to just hear heavy breathing again.
Norm: Yes a pair of old relics looking for ruins. We enjoy our hikes in the woods, but we have to do it early in the morning before our brains figure out what we are doing. Especially enjoy the hills, if for no other reason than to just hear heavy breathing again.
When we lived in Pecs we loved walking with our six kids in the Mecsek hills. We hiked just about every Saturday for hours at a time, following the different trails, visiting the lakes and ruins. We did it to build the walking stamina of our six children so we could eurail and hike the rest of Europe on the way home in June. We have great memories of Pecs in 1990.
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