See the løveli lakes

And suddenly it happens. The national long-weekend holiday of something-Jesus-something coincides with the first day of proper summer. The lakes are practically brimming with people and their sounds: children playing; bicycle breaks squealing…

Days like this, I’ll admit, I might prefer to walk deeper into the forest, where it is quiet enough to hear myself think.

Yesterday evening spent catching up with P, who I haven’t seen since November. So happy to see him alive, healthy and with his first jab already several weeks past.