Meget vand -- Much Water

     I går, da Uglemor atter engang cyklede en tur, og konstaterede at bakkerne kun var blevet en smule højere siden sidste år, konstaterede hun også, at der var noget andet der var blevet højere. Nemlig vandstande i åerne ude i skoven.
     Solen skinnede og fuglene sang, og Uglemor havde oven i købet husket kameraet. Derfor stoppede hun op og tog nogle billeder af en af bækkene. 

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Yesterday, as MotherOwl went by bike to town, she found out that the hills had only grown slightly taller during this winter's disuse.She found another thing that had risen in the woods. The water levels in the brooks was much higher than usual.
As the sun shone and MotherOwl had remembered her camera, it was time to pause by a brook and snap a few photos.

Uglemors cykel ved bækken inde i skoven -- 💧 -- MotherOwl's bike by the brook in the woods.

Her kan man se den højere vandstand i bækken -- 💧 -- Here you can see how much the water level has risen

Jeg er ked af at der ikke er lyd på. Så ville man kunne høre bækkes stille pludren, spættens tøvende hakken, musvitterne kald, og den fjerne brummen af trafikken ude fra vejen.

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MotherOwl regrets that there's no sound to accompany these photos. You would hear the quiet  babbling of the stream, the intermittent pecking of a newly awakened woodpecker, the calls of a great tit and the far off humming of a busy road.