Yet a cold day.

The sun is rizing and the morning is cold.

Yet a nother day with sun and cold weather. Minus thirteen degrees (centigrade, plus nine degrees fahrenheit). No wind today either, so the walks with my dogs were truly enjoyable. I took the chans to get out to another island in the used to be lake or the bog as I now learned that it´s called. To get to the island i had to go over a pond that is about five meters broad at its most but perhaps fourty meters wide.

This is the pond I have to pass to get to the island.

I think this raod is made by the hunters in the area. Must have been a tractor because the pond is almost half a meter deep.

The ice on the pond were absolutely clear, so I saw that the ice was twenty centimeters thick (eight inches), no problems to walk there even if one weighs as much as I do :-) The little tiger Bertil followed us out to the island but he didn´t want to leave it at all. It took a long time until he bothered to find us again.

The little tiger Bertil followed us today to the island. He didn´t want to leave it though :-)

On our way back the old lady Erna captured a little shrew and started to eat it. She finally dropped it after lot of shouting from me. I have to shout loudley because she is almost totally death (and half blind too). Her two sons would never capture any other animal. They can´t even play with squeky toys, because they think they are hurting it when it squeeks :-) But I think that Bertil has started to admire her :-)

I found this dug square on the island. What is it do You think?

No wonder people saw a fairys before. It took some time until I understood that it was the sun making the bright spot on the tree :-)

I´m going to sow the first seeds for the year tomorrow. It´s a little lily, Lilium oxypetalum v. insigne. Have anyone of You that lily and can tell me something about it? Ayway outside it´s dark now, but every day is going to be a little bit longer now :-)
Be good!

The trees casts long shadows when the sun slowely goes down.

The sun is disappering behind the trees and yet another day is over.