Easter is a little less springy in Stockholm than in Vancouver. Crocus is here, but even though the Swedish word for daffodil is ‘Easter lily’, they are green spikes coming out of the ground and not actual blooms yet. Still, there are zillions of birds, and the ice is off the lake, and baby animals are starting to show up. The local paper reported on the cute-quake at the municipality’s 4H park, so on Easter weekend we went to check it out.
Pussy willows galore 
We knew the spring cuteness had arrived 
cute lambs and baby goats 
This lil one was like 1/3 the size of Sigge the cat 
Haha! Swedish. 
Garlic that Elizabeth planted coming up under the apple tree 
I forgot what these are, but we planted the bulbs by the front door 
Our crocus! 
Neighbour crocus! 
A slowly re-greening field as seen from the top of an iron-age burial mound.
It was a nice bike ride but a chilly walk around the park. Worth it to see the new tiny goats jump up on the backs of the woolly sheep and do training head-bonks with the adults. We went to Tegnérs on the way home and split a kardemumma bulle.
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