Saturday, March 22
The garden, 15:45
Everyone got up late. I had a shower. The three of us cleaned the house. I emptied the vacuum cleaner. Somewhere in all of this breakfast occurred.
Now Naa has gone off to see Sampo and Irma and I are about to leave for Prisma. sun has been out all day. The snow has almost completely melted. The weather is startlingly bright.
Later Irma will make spicy chicken breasts and pasta, and we will talk and drink wine until Naa arrives home, by which point I will have opted to fall asleep.