Day 17 Bad Mergentheim
As we went to breakfast I passed a painting on the wall. It was a single Poppy, and I love these bright red weeds. So I asked the manager about it. She told me the receptionist’s (part owner) mother painted it plus all the great castle paintings lining the walls. I’ll see her mother tonight to see if she might do a painting for me; I love her style and similar Poppy passion that [...]