Dor and Bill at Black Forest Clockmaker
I expected to find the Black Forest would be black – or very dark and forbidding.
Instead it was Christmas tree perfect. It is suspected the name came from the contrast of desiduous trees and their autumn-changing leaves against the darker evergreens.
We went to the House of Black Forest Clocks.
There we had Cherry Cake and coffee. and this put us all in a good mood for wandering around intricately handmade cuckoo clocks and Christmas ornaments.
My brother and I both found cuckoo clocks in the land where our mother was born.
From the clock house we visited a Farm museum center to see an old German country home.
The house is the same today as when families and livestock lived there under one roof (for warmth of course and easy access). The inside was very dark and the center of life was a tile stove (again designed for exuding optimal warmth).
The out buildings are all there too – a bake house or smoke house with a black ceiling from all the cooking, and a mill, all close by.
There were horses to greet us too, and one in particular who never met a stranger.
A German Horse
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