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Green grass, white anemones, yellow daffodils and the shiny white magnolia of my neighbour - all signs of a late spring finally coming to life. This morning I just listened to the pouring rain, trying to find a good reason to leave the warm bed and get on with the daily chores of a teacher's Sunday in the middle of exam season. Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. Piles of essays yet to grade and correct, comments and reports to write, oral exams to prepare.
I just realized I have not taken any real shots since the beginning of April. I even forgot to bring my camera when going to Trondheim last weekend. My mind is set on all sorts of other matters, or maybe I just have a need to experience life fully, without the filter of a lense between me and the surrounding world? Some sort of mental spring clean?
Going back to Trondheim for a few days was very emotional to me. I still feel so closely connected to that area. It's always such a "home-coming" whenever I go back. At the same time, life where I live here and now is good. Filled with good persons, possibilities, dear old friends, new encounters. This week has been a blast so far. Several birthday parties, a wonderful theater play, hanging around in bars, good communication floating readily, easily both in old and new connections.
Spring came late, but now I'm ready. Ready to set things in motion, and then go with the flow. Closing the last chapter, start writing a new story. I'm not certain of where I'm going just yet, but I am certainly on the move somewhere. Somewhere I've never been before. So far, so good.
It's a colourful month, enjoy some monochrome features:
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, but they are very much appreciated, and I thank you all from the bottom of my heart! 
