A Salty Dog

The morning walk along river Aura in Turku was very pleasant as it was warm enough, and the dawn coloured the easter sky with beautiful violet-red-orange tones.

Looking at the ships and boats alongside the river, the wonderful tune and lyrics of Procol Harum's masterpiece, A Salty Dog, started to "run" in my mind "... the captain cried, we sailors wept, our tears were tears of joy..."