Sunday, March 31
 
 
 
Vartioharjuntie, 13:00
 
The sun has come out again and almost all of the snow has melted. In the garden only the biggest piles remain; the ones that have slid off the roofs.
I go for a walk and catch a young cyclist in the bright sunshine and the hard-edged, contrasting shadows. In this weather optimism springs up unbidden and the world suddenly seems like something to make plans in.