This year felt sort of different. So we hiked up to the Ebenbergalm to where Jason had seen some branches of Weidenkätzchen. There were enough on the ground from where the forest service had trimmed that we did not even have to hurt a tree. We admired the view, had a drink, and then rode home on a sled through slushy snow, with our Weidenkätzchen.
Frohe Ostern!
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