When I left work yesterday I could tell my colleauges a happy summer. Two weeks of summer vacation have started for me (three more weeks will come in August). We are invited to a summer party tonight and then first thing tomorrow morning, we are heading south.......in Norway. South to my 87 years old father in law. 12 hours on the road. Hopefully south to some sun and warmth.
When I came home from work yesterday I wrapped myself in my blue raincoat and walked out in the blue garden.
Water everywhere.
Summer has fogotten us so far this year. The weather is almost all we talk about. I have tried to convince myself that it doesn't matter, but when I woke yesterday morning to 6degrees Celsius, rain pouring down in buckets and a wind making the trees fihting hard not to fall, then I felt "værsjuk" (sick of this weather)
I do see the beauty, I do......still, is it too much to ask for some warmth? I want to have my breakfast outdoors. I want to enjoy my garden.
Today it is not pouring down in buckets, it is raining tigers and elephants. Terje needs a break in the rain to be able to cut the grass before we go. Helene, the house sitter is coming. Right now it doesn't look like she will have a busy time watering our plants.......
Rain or shine. It is a new, lovely day. I am packing, I am enjoying life, I will party tonight :-)
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How is your Saturday?
