So it's my first spring here in Tågaborg and it's funny how similiar life here is compared to the countryside: I am yet again behind schedule on planting my (now downsized and potted) garden, I still have trouble sleeping between Easter and Ascension Day, I still am guilted into going to bed at dawn by a chorus of zealous birds, and I still tend to
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Knowing that _that_ won't help, I have to add that I have no idea what they say about hope, but that's likely for the best! :-)
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