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The big party is over, Easter break is here and the days are streched out like a white canvas ready to be painted. Walking and hiking is on top of my list this Easter (so is letters written by hand, listening to farfar´s tales, teaching Ingrid to knit with many colours........and a few other things)
I had a couple of letters ready to be mailed yeasterday afternoon, one to India, another to Alaska, and as I was not sure that I had the correct stamps, I decided to walk up to the post office. A 20 minute´s walk, and when I walked back home I took a detour down to where the river runs out into the lake.
To look for the swans which we had seen through the binoculars through farfar´s window earlier in the day.
I saw the swans, but they were a bit too far away for the small pocket camera I had brought. The ducks were there though, coming towards me, hoping I had bread crumbs for them. Which I had not. Unfortunately.
Without bread they turned their backs.......
....but curiosity, it did kill the cat, but it also got the ducks back to the silver haired lady with the camera.
This duck dancing was last night. Now a new morning has risen, the sun rose from behind the mountains and hit the livingroom windiw at 7.19am, a blackbird sits on the veranda fence, looking in to me, singing.
Have a lovely day.
