On March 8th I walked to Tränuhals across a frozen swamp, taking photographs. There is a small island in the middle of the swamp, and because the sun was behind the island I didn't see it in detail. I though that there is a large rock on the island, and only when already quite near I realized that it is a camouflage hide. I didn't go and check whether there was someone inside, but I hope that I didn't spoil his/her observations of nature by scaring birds and other things away.
Today I did some spring cleaning at home. The flu symptoms haven't gone away, keeping me awake during the night, so I'm rather tired.
(Posting title is from the poem Hide and Seek by Glyn Maxwell.)
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