What is more generous than a window?

 

Dateline: Nesodden 

A hike this morning with the Husky.  The sky is a multitude of grey and after the oppressive and disturbing heat of last week? A relief. 

Gazing out the window, watching the blossoms tremor.  Back into the forest and the leaves are quivering under quilted sky. 

We stop for strawberries, lush and zafitg. before we head south to Larkvik. The ferry. Waves swelling. A strawberry, salty sweet against the skin of my thumb. 

Luggage up the stairs. Quiet to unpack. Seagulls chatter as we away to the grocery. Roast chicken for dinner as the grey moves to clear blue skies that  whisper rumours of clouds.