Neighbor's girls made the snowmen on Monday and look, what was left of them yesterday. I like the girls, sometimes we just chat about all sorts of things. Both have names which start with the letter Ž (I suppose that in English it would be written Zh).
First there were traces and then it was a deer. Looking carefully at me, prepared to run anytime. There are many around, sometimes when the snow is deep, coming all the way to our houses and feeding on our gardens with the remains of the vegetables. This one was alone, usually there are more of them together.
Mr Ž saw a trace of a bear, crossing his path on Sunday on that mountain that I don't really like going onto. Bears have ended their winter sleep, so the spring must be just around the corner.
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