I went to the hospital for the periodical diagnosis. In the evening, the yearly meeting of our neighborhood association.

 I saw the sun for the first time this week. But the thermometer on the road side indicated 9 degrees in the morning, when I was walking to the hospital. The flocks of swans were flying in a V-formation toward Siberia. Beautiful black and white water birds, the name of which I don't know, were swimming in the Tomakomai river, and they will also fly over to somewhere soon. It is spring now.