"This is a completely unexpected finding, on several levels." 😀 to be read with a voice full of excitement!Wait, I apologise, I rushed to the point of the story before I even made an introduction. That would not be acceptable under any circumstances, not even in elementary school when you have to write an essay. There are some basic rules that should be followed, though I probably ignore them and just follow the thread of my thoughts something that speaks inside this head. I don't know why I didn't like those small writing compositions in the language lessons when I was in elementary school. 🤷‍♀ Art wasn't among my favourite subjects either, however, we will see something about writing and painting (on rocks) in this post today. Life brings its own twists and turns, and just when you least expect something, it knocks on the door. And you can be in disbelief or lack certainty, things just unfold as they want.

It's been a long time since I visited a festival of any kind, but fortunately, a few have come together recently. I mentioned in one of my posts that I would like to visit this one, ARTenBITRIR. Later, we had a medieval market that I really liked, and today there is an event, the April Fair, which I will try to visit in the afternoon. For now, I will focus on street art, specifically the four-day event that is held year after year.

I have been wanting to ask you for a while, how do you dispose of waste? All kinds - food scraps and everything considered organic waste, then plastic, paper, and everything else... Oh my goodness, the amount of plastic we throw away, and we even try to buy fruits and vegetables at the market because in supermarkets, you can hardly buy anything unless it is wrapped in endless layers of plastic. Well, I am exaggerating, but yes, my husband and I realise that it is ridiculous to have so much plastic waste, and we are only two people in our family now.

Who doesn't remember that year, 2020? And what word comes to your mind when that year is mentioned..?This afternoon, we watched a documentary about the super-powerful effects music has on us. It was a French/Canadian documentary, and apparently, it was filmed during or shortly after the pandemic. We came to this conclusion because, in many scenes, they wore the face masks we were all required to wear, and also, at the end of the program, they mentioned how important music was during the lockdown in March 2020. In the survey, the result of the question about what activity kept us up during lockdown (food, exercise, TV, social media, music, etc.), music came out as the most popular answer.

The moment of our arrival at this place, with the sun coming through the clouds, is what you can see here. No, wait. You can see my boys too, in the role of fishermen. The wild geese knew that it was not easy to catch a fish here... I guess they usually talk with the underwater population of these waters. Look, the proof, they immediately went to warn the fish that under no circumstances should they eat the corn from the hooks.

I have been thinking since yesterday whether I should share this event with you or not. It is not for the particularly sensitive people, so if you are in that group, then maybe you would better not read any further. And I don't want anyone to be worried (especially not worried about us because we are fine, nothing happened to us) or bring a disturbance into your day.