A brown, inconspicuous tuber, planted in soft soil in spring. Soon green shoots sprout and grow into a lush bush. Little spheres shoot out everywhere like antennae and soon unfold their beauty. Like blue suns they turn to all sides, dewdrops glide softly from the delicate petals in the morning. Like an oversized bouquet in the garden bed, swarmed by honey bees, the dahlia shines into autumn.
Inconspicuous and dry look the branches of this semi-shrub. Tentatively, brown tips turn to delicate green and soon elongated, strong dark green leaves unfurl all over the branches already thought to be dead. Small clumps form between the leaves and gradually turn into wonderfully bright purple balls. Magnificent and magical, the hydrangea now looks and delights everyone who catches a glimpse of it.
The small red flowers are delicate and beautiful. Their fragrance is beguiling.
Let yourself go, let yourself drift, the water finds its way from the source to the sea. On this journey it splashes over stones, falls down steep slopes and flows leisurely in the wide riverbed until it becomes an ocean in the sea.
The water ripples in the river through gentle pasture landscapes surrounded by green hills.
The wind whispers in the branches of the trees, the leaves are rustling, the sun's rays are dancing on the meadow, clouds are passing by in the sky.
