Crisp and frosty

It’s a sunny day in the south of Sweden, just below freezing, crisp and frosty in the grass in the garden. I’m indoors though, getting some work done to get a head start on next week. There’ll be some writing, or translating as it were, later too. I’m looking forward to it, I think I finally found the pacing. Makes it a lot easier.

Ideally I’d spend some time reading today, and thinking, but it’s past noon as I type this. Wouldn’t want to exert myself or anything…

Enjoy your Sunday. Tomorrow will come soon enough.