Birkenwaeldchen und Pfarrhaus Ostrog - another interesting day walking around

We had our first really rainy day ... but walked everywhere just the same. Just a shame about the light for photos - but such is life.

Here is the Birkenwaeldchen, or little Birchforest, where my dad and his friend Manfred used to get up to all sorts of things ... a really nice place to revisit.

Some areas are a little wild and wooly, with very muddy terrain and disappearing paths.

Other areas are almost like a park.

Pastor Jerzy Chetmanski finds my grandfather's record of baptism, but it does not appear as if Ur Oma and Opa were married in their local church in Ostrog.

An unnamed grave in the church yard. The priest tells us that all german graves were either destroyed or left untended (and then being reclaimed by the church for reburial) because of the families leaving them behind when they became refugees after the war.