Each Thursday, the older children in S’s kindergarten spend the day in the forest. This week, I joined them.  We took the train to Grunewald station, then walked to the sand dunes.

I wish I could share photographs of the gang of seven children roaming between the forest huts built from fallen trunks or hurtling down the dunes, but I would have to get permission, so instead, this absurdly pretty expanse of trees, and my injunction to make the trip more or less now, if you can.