One of our main reasons for blogging – and I believe it is the same for most bloggers – is to share stuff with others, that is: you, our readers. Admittedly, though, we also keep this blog as a sort of online diary for ourselves, and that is why you have to bear yet another post about snow:

The thing is, we’ve had quite a lot of snow (again) in the last few days, and for Vienna in late March this is quite extraordinary. I mean it’s not as unheard of as, e.g., a rain of frogs but it certainly is unusual enough to merit chronicling.

And since the old cemetery of St. Marx is basically just around the corner from our Vienna flat, what better way to record the event than by going out and taking pictures of yet another graveyard in the snow:

Regular readers may remember St. Marx Cemetery even though it’s been a while since we last featured it here. Opened in 1784 and closed ninety years later, it is the city’s only graveyard predating the Zentralfriedhof to survive in a mostly intact state.

Previous posts dedicated to St. Marx Cemetery showed it in its full springtime glory and in its autumn gloom. Having now added winter to the list, you can easily guess in which season – though not necessarily in which year – you may expect our next post on the subject…

El Danubio azul

March 18, 2013

As I am writing this, the weather outside is wet and grey and dreary, but on the weekend it was nice and sunny, so I went for a little trip out west along the Danube. I didn’t really have a plan of where to go, and after some driving around I wound up in the area known as the Strudengau.

There, just outside of a village called Sarmingstein, I climbed an old watch-tower…

… which offered great views across the Danube valley:

As I looked out across the river, my mind wandered and brought memories of another March day, several years ago, which [m] and I spent on the banks of the Danube in the company of our dear friends [k] and [n]. Back then, [n] (who is from Spain) wasn’t content with just looking at el Danubio azul, as he called it. Instead, he insisted on trying to actually touch it. Well, he certainly succeeded in his endeavour, and while technically he didn’t fall into the river (as we’d predicted), he did end up touching the water with more parts of his body than he had intended to… And in March the water of the Danube is still freezing cold!

Indeed, as you can see in the photos, this year things still are pretty wintery as there’s even still snow on the slopes of the hills rising on both sides of the river. As mentioned, though, the weather yesterday was lovely, and the spring sun cast interesting shadows in some of the small old towns in the Strudengau.

 The photo above shows a detail on a house in Grein, while the following image was taken in the town of Ybbs:

Knowing me, you won’t be surprised to hear that I also took the opportunity to visit some of the lovely old churchyards they have in that region…

…but guess what: In that part of the country, even the churchyards come with a lovely view across the Danube: