The photographs were taken on January 5th.
This week I got over 13 hours of exercise. Snow is disappearing, it doesn't feel quite like winter.
These days one gets scared when reading the news, which are full of hateful and unlawful things. It seems that whatever the baby-carrot fingers touch turns into evil. And that he is playing in the same team as the terrorists. Fermenting trouble is the name of the game. And the culprit to blame - as well those who suffer - is always someone else.
(Posting title is from the song Quiet by MILCK.)