Between Eifel and Rhine, the land breathes in verses.Forests sway like hymns of old, where moss clings to timeworn stone.
The hills rise gently, as if listening to the wind's quiet tale,and castles sleep upon their crowns, dreaming of...
These are the first shots I have gotten of my hometown Dannevirke. If you have any suggestions for improvement, please let me know in the comments below! History and info about Dannevirke