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It was a quiet old day at home today. Well, apart from a walk to the second bench (for me and Freya) and a birdwatching walk by the Baltic (for Mirinda and Emma). I didn’t even go shopping, instead I spent the time in the stuga, working on my book while Mirinda did homework ahead of her return to uni tomorrow.
About the most exciting thing I did was make a fancy lunch. Instead of just salad, I included a ramekin of oeufs cocotte.
It made for a tasty change.
On our walk, Freya was almost back to her normal self and, most wonderful, she ate her lunch AND dinner today. Hopefully this means she is on her way to recovering from whatever it is that’s been ailing her. We are returning to the vet tomorrow so fingers crossed that the news is good.
Mirinda said there were fewer birds around today. I suggested it might be because a lot of them have paired off and the males that lost out have flown off somewhere else to sow their seeds. She conceded this maybe so.
The weather was an absolute delight. I even wore shorts. Okay, not all day but enough to signal the change of temperature and subsequent reveal of white legs.
I was talking to Stefan the other morning, and he said he’d booked three weeks in the south of Spain from yesterday and was a bit mad with himself for booking for so long given the weather in Trosa has turned for the good following the big Easter storm.
Maybe that should be a saying: A big storm at Easter blows the winter out and better weather in. Or, in Google Swedish: En stor storm vid påsk blåser bort vintern och in bättre väder.
Anyway, he told me his son would be staying in his house to feed the cats. When I told Mirinda that, she ticked off the number of people around here that have cats. Apparently, they are here to keep the mice down. The only mice we’ve seen are not house mice but wood mice, the ones almost exclusively from the forest. I guess the locals don’t like either.
By the way, the Norwegian forest cats hunt in the forest so they are probably keeping the numbers of the natives down.
It’s a shame because the wood mice are fascinating little creatures that rarely infest houses.
Still, I know that a lot of people can’t abide living alongside harmless little creatures. I think that’s a bit harsh when we are the invaders of their woodland homes.
STOP THE PRESSES!
Viktor Orbán has been defeated, after 16 years as the Hungarian prime minister to be replaced by EU supporter, Péter Magyar. No doubt Putin and Trump will not be pleased with this result but Europe and Ukraine most surely are. Maybe JD Vance should do more electioneering for far right despots given his delightful lack of success.
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
