Those photos from early March already feel so far away, considering how all the trees are now bursting with their freshest colors. Back then, it felt anything but like spring – only a pair of swans in the distance broke the gloom.
The past few days have been warm and gentle. I’ve spent most of my time in the garden, kneeling with dirty hands in the heart of nature, soaking up the sun, the hum of bees, and the many different birdsong melodies. When I went to put away the withered Easter bush, I had the idea to make a little wattle structure for the birds. I’ll share pictures of it later. Enjoy your weekend!
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