Another deja vu. I've almost forgotten how wonderful the Swedish spring is. It's easily done with the snow covering all living matters in a white daze.
But now. The bright shine shining sun. To hear the sound of geese flying and look up to see the V-formation over my head (oh, isn't the life to be an immigration bird just great?!).
The other day when I walked around the frozen lake I could actually hear the ice thaw, mellow waves came and gone from the water movements.
Wanna dip your feet by the pier? Well, you can give it a try...
