A spring storm is spattering the windows at the moment, and equinox is approaching pretty quickly. The temperatures here in Stockholm have been steadily climbing it seems — well, at least they are positive at this point.
Yesterday was about 5 or 6°C, practically balmy. I took a walk, and in the sun, I felt so warm — except for the stiff breeze. Once I got into the forest on the hills between our apartment and the television tower, the breeze died down. The snow was turning to slush on the trail.
I climbed up to one of the higher points, to see what I could see — and I saw this:
Someone had set up a “bar,” with plank counter, ivy-strewn facade, and sign (it’s on myspace somewhere). It’s sort of the opposite of an ice bar. Pretty funny. There’s even a bartender’s stool in the back. It made me wonder, what kind of drunken parties had been held here? I felt a little jealous — and maybe a tiny bit old and uncreative. There’s no way, I thought to myself, that I’d want to be sitting here drinking in the freezing cold after midnight…
And then I continued on my way through the woods.
A quick addendum: It’s not spring yet exactly, but it’s been beautiful and sunny almost every day the past week or so. But it won’t be warm until maybe, oh, May? June? We’ll see!