Potato heart and the trip back

I’m just back from an emotional time in Paris and Geneva realising how good good friends are.
A potato is something so linked to the basics – the soil, sustenance – but when it comes in the form of a heart, well, here are some pix.
On the road back to the Austrian border, I met a bunch of strange cows and horses.

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