The weekend went fast. The weather was mild, clouds dispersed, and every day few minutes more of sunlight…
I heard for the first time the children ice-skating on the ponds and joyfully screaming, while the ice itself cracked on the ledges of the lakes with a thud.
Deers, squirrels and foxes running in front of me, escaping the few cars and wandering in the gardens. Few birds singing allegedly. Was it spring already?
I still needed double gloves and triple shirt to stay outside for an evening long run. Back home I enjoyed the fire place and a big plate of hot soup.
Few beers shared with my colleagues, failing to my vegan diet and trying to resist my very first Super Bowl mythic American football tournament. The day was over.
Monday morning, beginning of a new week, and the rising sun to wake me up….
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