We spent the entire day today in Hirtshals, a fishing town not far from where we live.
For someone who can't cook to save his life, I've managed to make a pretty decent dish. I'm sure it will taste even better next time if I remember to add salt. 🤦♂️
To cap it off, another pretty flower.
This was supposed to be a compost box. I thought it would be a relatively simple thing to build. The result is terrible even by my low standards. I'm lobbying Malene to take it down.
Malene discovered a bush with pretty flowers in what we call a little wood in our garden.
Probably one of the last roses this year.
After another day of spackling and scraping off walls, a walk in our garden is what we needed.
Just a pretty picture I took yesterday to remind myself that summer in Denmark can be nice.
First I spackled the wall in the bedroom, then I made flatbread, and finally I made a cabbage soup. I think I've been domesticated. 😱
I baked this morning. New recipe this time. The result was rather convincing.
Last Saturday, our Norwegian neighbors, Britt and Ole Peter, invited the entire neighborhood to a summer party at their place. When we were leaving, I told Britt that I really liked her bread rolls and wouldn't mind trying to bake them myself. She insisted we take the remaining rolls with us, and today I found a card from her with a recipe in our mailbox. ♥️
A while ago, I reserved a small patch of our garden for trying different seed mixes. I called it Experimentarium. Incredibly, we discovered several California poppies there.