Sankt Hildegard, Rüdesheim am Rhein, Germany, 0602/2019
As I entered the half point of European tour of 43 day schduled, about a week stay in Germany made me specially comfortable in body and mind. There was no bothering works to search for proper transportation and place for stay at the next itinerary. It was too much burden for me as stranger to transfer here and there looking for the right one with heavy baggage and backpack.
The last evening in Germany was captured as moving file. I was sad for leaving this peaceful place with the birds singing and scenery of town after sunset. Everything here will be missed.
I looked at the spacious and orderly vineyards and the village below from the monastery on the hill.
Say good bye to the monastery
The roofs of monastery are get along well with the field of purple flowers which look like lavender. That's why I see Saint hildegard as a magician.
Purple is royal. It’s elaborate, replete with the trappings of majesty and ceremony. It’s the favorite color of adolescent girls, and it’s the color of fantasy and magic. It’s half-blue, half-red, and our understanding of purple lies somewhere in between the serenity of blue and the passion of red. The purple of kings
