A new day

A quick hello from work before I start my day.

Even though I don’t think so when the alarm goes off at 5:30, I do love to be early at work when I am here. I am all alone and the office is totally quiet. I love the routine of turning on the computer, put on some tea and then a browse through my social media before I begin my work day. Those ten minutes sort of give me the start I need for a good productive day. And when I start working around 7, the office is still empty and quiet for about another hour. Lovely.

It’s a beautiful morning. The night was cold. Frost covered the roofs and glittered in the grass as I walked to the garage at home. When parking at work the sun had just woken up the ”skilla” (don’t know their English name!) flowers. The glowing morning sunlight is starting to thaw the frostbitten petals. It looked so pretty that I had to take a snapshot with the mobile phone.

Wonderful times right now! But don’t you long for the real spring now? With warm air? Frost in all its glory is all fine and pretty, but I want green trees and bushes and blazing flowerage and a thin spring jacket.

I wish you a happy day. Time to work.

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What are these flowers called in English?

 

Winter strikes back

We are now through the spring equinox so now the light is definitely beating the darkness. On Sunday it’s daylight saving time finally. The light is officially BACK! Yay.

But here in Stockhom the winter is still fighting spring. Snow is falling from the sky and it’s chilly. I love snow but now I have had enough of it. So these winter strikes are annoying, but deep inside I know – spring will prevail and conquer in the end. So that thought is what keeps me going now.

It’s like a metaphor of life. If you just hang in there, never give up, never lose hope and the sight of a sunny horizon, good things will come. The bad strikes back, it always does because life is a constant mix of good and bad, but the good always wins if we let it win. The key is also to see the good through the bad. It is always there if we are open to see it even when times are hard.

Even though the snow in late March annoys me, I can still see its beauty.

Life is beautiful.