As clear as a bell
It was about two O' Clock on the morning, in the beginning of June.
I woke up at my mother-in-law's apartment in a suburb outside latvian capital Riga. Then I heard a sound coming from the forest, as clear as a bell.' It was a a Cuckoo!
I have rarely heard such a clear sound before, Listening to this wonderful distant sound, I had a feeling of being in the middle of a fairy tal; in a black forest. I had a feeling of being in Schwarzwald, or perhaps I did, cause when we come home, something strange happened.
Next time I will tell you what, so, stay with us (?!)