Translation: Red Wind. Or Rødvind.
If you want the English and Norwegian translation from German. Writing on a German keyboard and wanting Norwegian specific letters is hard without having to coy-paste from elsewhere. But I digress.
Rotewind.
A bike. Red (obviously). Not a motor bike, but a bicycle. A city bicycle, one gear only, made for riding it with a skirt. Or a dress. Now with a fresh new lock, pump for a flat tire and patching for fixing a flat tire, and a basket. All bought by Spice as a gift for this day.
A very special day. Some of you might even know why this day is special to me. Some of you may not. It is of no importance. What matters is that Spice gifted me these items after waking me with song, cake, and a lit candle. Spice is also very special to me.
Rotewind will be stationed in the garage that comes with the Nest. Ah, yes, the Nest. The Nest is where I will live next. It is in Germany. It is located in a small village attached to a larger town, itself sitting in a valley near a large German city in the Southern part of the country. Summer will be hot and for me, probably uncomfortable.
The Nest is located on the third floor (Norwegian third floor). It has a hallway, a bedroom, a livingroom, a dining room/library, a kitchen, a bunny room/storage area, and a garage. No, I still do not have a driver's licence, nor a car. The garage is for Rotewind and other items that should not be left outside in case of rain or snow or heavy fog. I'm quite fond of the Nest.
The language is still hard for me. But I am learning. Slowly and surely.
Today is a good day. Sunny. Warm. Quiet. Just as I like it.
May your day also be good. It is important to have good days in this time and age.
