In the early morning, but still at night , I got waked up by some loud oversized tractor  flashing his lights into my room. Attached to this obvious ecological mess some might call a wonder of end of thoughtful logic technology, was a tool who was obviously meant to dig a half field in one go. I decided this was not an alien spaceship  but weekend, the favourite farmer workdays to show off their new toys to those who made the mistake to expect recreative silence in the countryside . Drifting back into Morpheus arms, I rant something into my pillow like speculator laquais,  and …zzz!.

In the afternoon, the first cranes passed through the sky, definitely spring is coming now.

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