Stay calm. I know you are out of touch, dear woman, with this busy-ness and it’s taken you a bit by surprise after the many months of waiting and pushing and wondering. Just stay calm. Being busy does not need to mean being stressed. And you can find joy in this rush and bustle. Stay…
We celebrated the Autumn Equinox with a feast of curry on Friday night at our local Indian restaurant, an early morning train ride to Germany, a 32km ride along the river to Trier for an all-you-can eat breakfast (complete with German beer) and then home for a gentle afternoon preparing food our second equinox feast…
“Counting one thousand gifts means counting the hard things as gifts — otherwise I’ve miscounted.” – Ann Voskamp I read this line back in February, and it has stuck with me since then. There’s been so many weeks that it’s been easy to be thankful, easy to find words of gratitude, easy to count the…
I’m in a sad mood as I gather the bowls, tie the flour-stained apron behind my back. There’s no obvious reason to be. I slept in blissfully long this morning, woke to sunshine and my husband’s kisses. We made eggs for breakfast, cycled to the second hand store to check their stock, stopped at the…
I have a lot of ideas. I have new ideas every minute. New plans of what to do, what to eat, where to go. Rasmus jokes that I only need to see or hear a place name and I’m all “oooh we should go to Egypt/Thailand/Norway”. But, maybe like many of you, most of my…
This little piece of rubber doesn’t look like much to begin with, a dark indistinguishable colour, odd shape. It’s been lying by itself in the drawer for a long time, dropped in there alongside a few rubber bands, a spare button to a piece of clothing that wore out years ago already, a nearly dried…