Sitting here in the garden looking at the elder trees just coming out, reminds me of Denmark. That fresh green color of the leaves, the clear blue sky. Like a perfect May day in Denmark. 

We used to go out, Camilla and I, with our bikes, we rode from Charlott's house to the outdoor open festival in Lejre. The trees were green. The sky was blue. The oil seed rape (raps) fields were bright crispy yellow as yellow can be. The weather was nice, the company was good, and out there in the open fields and on bending roads, hearts were singing of joy and peace.

Oh it was a wonderful time and a precious memory.