The evening before a Scrum Training, I try to pick up some impressions from the city where the training takes place. It could be a little walk in the park, or in this case, in a lively small city center. Just strolling around and enjoying the environment around me. I whizzle:
I see trees of green, red roses too, I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. Or better, an enhanced version: I see neon of green, red lights too, I see them blue from wind and cold. And I think to myself, what an intriguing world.
The evening before a Scrum Training, I try to pick up some impressions from the city where the training takes place. It could be a little walk in the park, or in this case, in a lively small city center. Just strolling around and enjoying the environment around me. I whizzle:
