It is the time when the beautiful white snow melts and unveils all the crap it has hidden through the winter. An attempt to walk through a park resembles tiptoeing over a minefield.
River Emajõgi keeps exciting me through the seasons. It must have been a month ago when people were walking on the ice at the very same spots — much cooler than crossing the bridges. Now remains of melted snowmen are forcing the river out of its path where it decently flows most of the year.
At first I was excited thinking that the bike had melted out of snow but I soon figured out it was there for a purpose. A fisherman who soon approached explained that he could not push the fishing rods into the ground as he usually does.
Excitedly waiting for the next season to run around the beach butt naked! Oh, ..yeah, city government of Tartu declined a request to have a designated nude beach. It has never stopped me though :)