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It’s April and the spring has finally got its hot air ass moved into this part of the world. The winter was long this year. Snow and frost (below 0 degrees) from start November to end March, that is 5 months. If you are not familiar with frost, I can tell you that when it is below 0 degrees, you can not smell anything. When it is minus 10 degrees, your nose hair freezes, and it feels pretty weird, but you get use to it. But below 0, you just don’t smell anything, and you don’t really realize that you can’t smell anything. Pretty normal that you don’t recognise things that are missing.

But now spring is here, the temperature is +10 degrees and then you can smell again. The trees, the pavement, the Indian restaurant down the corner, the neighbour cooking, the grass, the soil, the spring flowers. It is not a rotten smell, like in warmer places, it is a fine smell that fills the air and blows away in the wind. You will lift your head, follow the smell with your nose and take in that light spring air filled with smell, and realise that the smell was gone all winther.

And your nose will grow and your ears will grow, and you can hear the sounds has grown different as well. Windows are open so you hear the sound of people dishing, the soft sound of car wheels against not frozen tarmac, youngsters hanging out on the corners, laughing. And you feel the spring inside, put on your flip-flaps and take a walk in the evening light, even though it is 11 degrees, you enjoy the wind against your naked feet.

The sunrise and sunsets in this latitude are lengthy. And the birds have returned to the trees, started mating. So the sing and sing and sing more and more intensively, for a couple of hours while the sun sets slowly. Then the bird song slowly decreases and it is dark. It is dark cause it is spring, in the summer it doesn’t get really dark, but spring time still has the cold dark nights.

This is how it goes year after year, when the spring comes and our senses are awaken again. It is time to shift. Clean the house, pack away the winter clothes, shine the windows, find the summer shoes, tidy up the garden, bring out the furnitures, move outside…. enjoy it smell!

It is not really visible on pictures how cold the rain feels. We are all biking, on bicycles, day and night, summer and winther… Fingers are getting cold and the rain gets inside the clothes. Lot of people in rainclothes and rubber boots. But when we get inside the warm houses and take of the wet clothes, it is wonderfull and the skin feels fresh and strong.

Tonight DJ Spookey was performing his Terra Nova – symphonia antartica at the SMK museum. It was fresh and crunchy and icy and widunderligt.

And I am happy, happy, happy… Not least cause my wild husband came home saturday morning for an extra long weekend and celebration of his birthday. That was absolutely fantastic.

Then Copenhagen is the best place on earth