Then it's a day off on a Thursday. A public holiday, even. What can you do on a public holiday, those of us who don't hold anything particularly sacred? Launch a boat, for example. It's a nice thing to do on a May Day holiday. With good help, this is done quite quickly. There will also be a little test drive with the kids down the eddy (a slough down the stream here). I was admittedly just a spectator on the shore, but I could clearly hear the cheers as they went back through their own waves.
\nDinner. A mostly self-cooking steak. You put it in, after a while you take it out and voil\u00e0. Quickly made and quickly eaten.
\nThe weather is not exactly brilliant, but it is okay. Actually, much more than okay, because it is dry, quite quiet, and despite being cloudy, it is a comfortable temperature. Admittedly a little too chilly to sit outside in just your shirt sleeves, but with a thin sweater on it is just right.
\nSo the coffee is enjoyed outdoors. Then you can sit and watch the seagulls bubbling over with spring excitement and who love to proclaim their happiness quite loudly. The tent too, but it's freezing on its feet, poor thing. That's why it keeps shouting: \"it bites, it bites\". The seagull is so busy renovating and preparing the children's room that it doesn't even have time for its favorite activity: teasing the cat. The cat monster, for its part, has probably been brutally deprived of the spring excitement-inducing body parts, but it can still enjoy snow-free and cat-friendly outdoor temperatures. Just being able to do its toilet in soft, frost-free spring soil is a great cat welfare. Otherwise, it suffers from advanced agoraphobia after successfully killing a seagull cub a few years ago, something it has never been forgiven for. It mostly sneaks from cover to cover while constantly being on the alert for sneak attacks from the air. Only when it has company outside does it feel safe and can roll in the gravel and strut around proudly, with its neck erect and its tail carried high.
\nIt's nice to sit outside like this and enjoy a cup of coffee while observing life around you. Then you can let your thoughts flow as they please, without any kind of control. I guess that's what some people call meditating. Sitting like this and thinking without thinking, that's what I was really going to tell you about, not about cats and seagulls and other screamers. But now the coffee has gone cold, it's actually a little chilly here, and the inspired nothingness has mostly disappeared into nothingness.<\/p>\n
Until next time<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
S\u00e5 er det fridag p\u00e5 en torsdag. En helligdag, tilogmed. Hva kan man vel gj\u00f8re p\u00e5 en helligdag, vi som ikke holder noe s\u00e6rlig for hellig? Sette ut b\u00e5t for eksempel. Det er en fin ting \u00e5 gj\u00f8re p\u00e5 en … Continue reading