The storks are back. I noticed them a week ago. They always return quietly, and at the beginning it looks lonely. For me it’s a small shift. A sign. In Latvia, their arrival means something deeper than just birds coming home. It feels like the land is waking up again. Spring is here for sure! … More Storks has returned!
Today, Jānis’s father started cutting the grass across all our 7 hectares — with a tractor, for hay. The storks kept a watchful eye over the whole process, like little supervisors in the field. I just love how everything looks after it’s cut down — so neat, fresh, and summery. We eat salads every day … More Vacation Day 10: Fields, Salads, and Starry Skies
Next to our home stands an old, dead tree — weathered and bare, yet proud, like a silent guardian watching over us. Sometimes, this tree becomes an unexpected resting spot for storks, and last night was one of those magical evenings. We spotted a few storks there: one peacefully sleeping, one arriving, another leaving, and … More Late Night Walk and the Storks on the Tree
a day in the life of a latvian mom 