So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


Musing on the river Mur


The view from my kitchen window wastes me a lot of time. And now the dog often comes and watches too-although she actually is looking at the bird table for birds and the Squirrel. It was this view that sold the flat to me. I watch the floods and freezing and ponder on things profound!

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