We lived in a small village about 10 kilometers away from Tübingen. I often biked to Tübingen along back roads, a very enjoyable ride. Sometimes the entire family biked to town just for some delicious Italian gelato and then back home again. A peaceful, low-key outing.
This is one of the views we had during those bike rides, of sunflowers, the church in the neighbor village and the hills covered with vineyards.
It spelled out one word: