A week in images: day 29

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February 24, 2013 by allsho

Fifth week beginning. I was actually tempted to change this daily appointment’s title into something else, maybe something like “A shoot a day” or similar.

But then I’m lazy, and “A week in images” started 29 days ago, it has some sort of history going on… I’ll just keep it that way. Ever so often I’ll probably repeat some sort of explanation about the inconsistency between the day numbering and the singular “a week”.

It’s melting already.

We took a stroll to the village primary school, that’s our polling station for our Parliament elections, taking place today and tomorrow. The children were especially excited to see the school itself. The elder looked inside a storage room where the desks and small chairs were gathered from the classrooms used for voting. And he got particularly curious about primary school, as desks and chairs are not an outstanding feature of his kindergarten.

And along the walk in the small path the community people shovelled clear of snow we ran, played, got wet and all the stuff you do when snow and children are present in the same place and at the same time.

And it’s melting already, as I was saying.

Home sweet home, today.

Home sweet home, today.

So probably in the afternoon, if they don’t wake up too late, we’ll take another walk somewhere, just to have them enjoy the snow on this snowy weekend.


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