This may be my penultimate winter post. The thawing fields are being fertilised and ploughed, readied for the growing season.
After days of clear skies, it snowed briefly – furiously – for an hour in the morning. And then, the snow eased, and it rained for the first time since I’d arrived in Denmark on 21 February.
It has been warming for days. Clear all through Easter. The cool kids in town in their jean jackets and exposed ankles. Me not quite so Michelin-Man-esque. Still looking, in growing vain, for heavy days.