This cutie little town played what seems an important role in Himmler's propaganda. Quedlinburg happens to be the last resting place of Heinrich I (though the remains were never found as far as I understand) who is also known as "Gründer des deutschen Reichs." You can guess the guy was hugely popular with the nazis, and 1936 was the 1.000th anniversary of his death. So Quedlinburg becomes the host of a lavish celebration of nation-wide importance. All those Fachwerk little houses sported a swastika that day (because the nazis ordered so, and you do not mess with nazis).
First world problems:
when you clicked over 400 pics in 3 days, the piles of laundry and dirty dishes compete for your attention, and you have a doctor's appointment early in the morning.
Photo courtesy of MNV:)
Osterspaziergang - Easter walk, Brocken (mountain) and elsewhere ... Vom Eise befreit sind Strom und Bäche/ Durch des Frühlings holden, belebenden Blick,/ Im Tale grünet Hoffnungsglück;/ Der alte Winter, in seiner Schwäche,/ Zog sich in rauhe Berge zurück. ... Und genau da bin ich hin! Auf dem Brocken gibt's noch Schnee, aber kein "Ski und Rodel gut"
From the ice they are freed, the stream and brook,
By the Spring’s enlivening, lovely look;
The valley’s green with joys of hope;
The Winter old and weak ascends
Back to the rugged mountain slope. (Goethe, trans. Bowring 1853) ... and that's where I went, up to the summit of the Brocken, northern Germany's highest summit, only to find snow and really chilly winds in the blazing sunlight