It happens every year; sometimes in January or February there will be days that are slightly warmer, and where a lukewarm wind or hearing birds singing in the trees will make me think that spring is finally here. It always ends up being several months before the real spring hits, which is awful. But this last week has been like spring with blue skies, warming rays of sun, birds singing, and lukewarm air with up to 12 degrees. I'm hoping it will stick around, because what a difference it makes for my mind!
On Tuesday, I met up with Ida who's in town to cover the Berlinale. We indulged in coffees and cinnamon rolls at Bully's Bakery (Friedelstr. 7, Neukölln), and enjoyed the sun lighting up the room. Afterwards, we walked down Weserstraße and looked at sunstreaks over the buildings.