It was one of those mornings again when it was impossible to belive there were other humans here than me left in the world. The fog lay heavy over the fields and I could hear water drops falling from the high trees around me and the pigeons were cooing in the tree tops.

Deers were “barking” around us as we walked out into the bog and I could hear the clicking of their hooves as they ran away. The Cuckoos cuckoing ekoed over the bog and when it silened another answered from the other side of the bog.

We have lots of these mosquito farms near the bog.

As we turned homewards I heard the woodpeckers drum rolls and some geese were flying low over our heads. A light drizzle started to fall and the closer we came to home, the more intense it got. I still had the feeling of being the only human left in the world, even if I understood that my neighbours now were awake since smoke came out of their chimneys.

Rosa glauca.

The white Wodd anemone can also be blue like this one will be when it opens up.

It will be a day of realxing for me today. I will ofcourse make a pot of tea in a while, perhaps I´ll even drink it outside on my patio, listening to the sound of raindrops on the plastic roof, since it quite warm today. Yesterday evening I did something I never thought I would ever do, I and a couple of other people were invited to Bjurums castle. Perhaps I´ll tell You about that tomorrow :-)

Have a great day now!

 

Allergies. The Birch has started to flower.