Smoke on the water

Jogging up to Härlanda Tjärn shortly before seven, a layer of mist was hovering over the lake. Obviously, I had to jump in for a swim at the far end of the lake where I could be all alone. Compared to the cold morning air, the water was incredibly warm, and it felt like I could stay in forever. Luckily, I did not as I have tons of work to do this week, including planning a course on research design, so I am afraid there will be less blogging than usual.