Lifting

I found a dead bird yesterday when cleaning on top of a shelf in the house. Birds are usually extremely light. Even an eagle with a wingspan on more than two meters weighs less than 4 kilos.

There were only feathers and tiny bones left of the dead bird. I dug a hole in the ground underneath an apple tree outside the house and put the remains in it. I did not put a gravestone on top. It seemed too heavy.

Öppning idag, Fredag!

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Åk E6 ta av vid Knämmotet mot Sannäs. Vid Happy Price och nerlagda Valhall, ta av till höger, följ gamla Strömstadvägen en kilometer, vänster över järnvägen.

Hoppas att vi ses!

/Filippa, Anders, Adam, Josefin, Max, Eli, Nina, Lukas, Inger och Jana

Notes from 7 days

Today during dinner, when I told the others about how the water is getting colder, J. said she was not sure if the place we go to really is an island, even though I call it that, every time I mention it. To make a point of it, she said the broken bridge we walk on to get there is larger than the little rock itself, although we both know that thats not true.
The first day we were here we met a german sailor on our way over there. He was smoking a pipe, and said the island was magic. Then he said that the mushrooms he ate tasted like mushrooms did when he was a child.

The same day a friend sent me an image in my email.

The subjectlne read: 'We hang out at the beach'.

J. wondered if we should pick up pipesmoking.

I looked at the lichen.

 

Then J. gave me a small flower and I told her that if you hold it in a special way it will make a tiny bang if you smash it towards your palm. 

 

Some nights ago I dreamed that my legs were incredibly nice. I was wearing cut-off jeans and kept looking down at them in amazement. In the morning, when I told the others, M. told me he'd dreamt he was in a wheelchair. Some nights later, A. had a nightmare.


- W

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by Nina Fránková

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