I’d walked around Suchdol before, of course, having lived there for nine months. Yet I hadn’t been on all the streets, of course. Behind the main roads lies little lanes that are warrens of private (or community) gardens, and further toward the steep drop down to the Vltava, you can find livestock.
The trees are flowering, the flowers are in bloom.
Chickens chase each other. And …
Horses come when you call them (a short whinny will do).
In Asia’s backyard, there is a bench that is nicely secluded, peaceful, with a veiw of flowers, backyards, and the wide sky over Prague.