This amazingly sweet historical renovated windmill is now a quite busy cafe on the week end. This building was a reference and very much visited daily as a child when I took, for many summers, natural science camp in the small mountain next to my house.

How many maps and hidden treasure hunts we did in those camps. Lovely. The mountain was an all time refuge for me growing up. I went often in the little woods next to the street where Jerry my dog could walk legally, circa 2003 when I lived for a couple of months there again.

Photo: by my parents today, oct 25, 2025