Waiting for Spring

When I look outside the window I see small mountains and trees. It is snowy, and so slippery outside. I get this feeling... are we never going to have spring this year? Today it is the fifth march, and we here in Sweden are hoping for some spring signs. I have heard some birds singing, and that's something I really missed.




Don't get my wrong now, I like winter. But not for to long. I like all the seasons, I like that they are so different to each other. Here in Sweden we can go and take a swim at the summer, we can go and pick “kantareller” (a sort of mushroom, at English called Chantarelles) at autumn, we can often throw snowballs at winter and we can pick beautiful spring flowers at spring.




I guess that some day, very near now, we can wake up and really feel that today we can go out and pick some flowers, finally! But until then we don't have much of a choose to “Gilla läget.” In English that mean that there is nothing you can do about it, you just have to like it the way it is.

/Rebecca