Sandemar, Sweden, today out looking for birds, preferably birds seldom seen, for example a white-tailed eagle. It sometimes appears just here, silently gliding along the coastline or circling upwards in the afternoon thermals. A raven is crossing the sky with its power call, about something to someone. A beautiful black bird, smarter than a chimpanzee.
No eagle is there, and not many other birds either. Winter time is sleeping time. 500 meters away on a rock is a man fishing. I guess it's about the same: watching or fishing is the thing, not birds or fishes. Excited waiting for something to happen is enough.
I sit down for a while, drinking coffee, looking at strange clouds.
Where it's a fire, there is a camp.
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