Friday, December 18

YEAR:  2020 | Tags:  | | | | |

Tirmo, 15:34


Rain has fallen all morning to the extent that venturing outside held no appeal at all.

Now we have ventured outside, got in the car, and started driving. We have reached the ferry at Tirmo, where we sit watching the ferry slowly approaching. Very slowly approaching. I watch it through a windscreen that gets slowly more obscured by enormous raindrops.

When the ferry arrives, its lack of speed will become apparent. A man stands in a little box poised high in the air fixing some part of the ferry. We leave at a speed unlikely to cause him to fall.

We will stand outside under an awning in Sundö talking with Camilla and drinking glögg. The cold and the wet will distract a little from the pleasure of seeing Camilla and the farm, but only a little.