A delicate rose growing behind one of the large cathedrals in Heidelberg...
And something not quite so cultivated but no less beautiful, spotted while out walking. Is it an elderflower?
I was so sad to see when we returned home, though, that the people living in the house behind ours had cut down a large and beautiful hawthorn tree in our absence. It was often covered in lovely red berries and attracted a wide assortment of birds, most particularly white cockatoos. Unless a tree is about to smash through your roof, I can never understand why people chop trees down. It seems like the ungrateful return of a wonderful gift.