On the way to the post office today, we saw a policeman answering what I am assuming was a domestic dispute down the street (loud shouting, couldn't exactly decipher what they were yelling about, police getting a report). The police station wagon you see here is very typical.

On the top of the hill you can see part of the Schloss (Castle). The city is so green with flowers bursting out of every corner.





Mud puddles are a strong magnet for Isabelle and her boots.