Bzzzzzzzzzz, says the bee

To get Djeili out of her cone-wearing induced depression, Urs and I decided to have a different kind of breakfast: We walked to a spot on the mountain with a great view around, and had cheese baguettes and tomatoes, and I cooked coffee and sausages with my little gas cooker. We hung around in the sun and listened to the buzzing of the bees. So peaceful! Djeili had like a hundred rolls in the grass. In between she sneakily tried to gnaw her leg again, but we stopped her from it all the time.

After several hours spent this way, we brought her back home and cycled a bit to one of my favourite spots to have a swim in the lake. The water is still 19°C!!!

All rounded up by some food in the beach bar. 

Blissful day.