Britt-Arnhild's House in the Woods

Up, up, up in the blue

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A blue day, a blue sky, a blue ocean, a white dog.

 

A girlfriend, a dog and a fish

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Two weeks of the vacation already gone, two weeks left. We are at the cabin and today Øystein and his girlfriend Silje came for a couple of days. Silje is looking after her parents dog, so he had to come to the cabin too, a Japanese Spitz called Jaro.

We went fishing today, and it didin´t take Øystein long to secure tomorrow´s dinner. A pollock.

While the others fished, I was more busy photographing flowers.

A bouquet of columbines

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July 6th 1958, the day of my baptism.

Grandma Olga was my godmother, together with my uncle John. My grandpa Benjamin had died only a month previous, of oesophageal cancer.

Here I am with grandma Ragna Josefine and grandpa Johannes, the parents of my father.

Grandpa Benjamin saw me only once. I am told that he put his hands on my head and blessed me.

Grandpa Johannes gave me the love of books, reading and writing.

Grandma Olga and grandma Ragna Josefine both taught me to knit and to crochet and they gave me the love of having a garden.

 I picked a bouquet of columbines and visited the grave of grandma Olga and grandpa Benjamin.

Grandma Olga´s garden was filled with columbines. The Norwegian name of columbine is akeleie, and has given my garden its name, Akeleiehagen.

Harvesting the rhuburbs

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We are a little late this year, but today we have finally harvested the rhuburbs.

I have several recipes in which rhuburb is an ingredient. Today Terje and I made jam.

The recipe is over in my food blog: Britt-Arnhild´s Blå Cafe
(in Norwegian only)

Do you have a rhuburb recipe to share?

 

 

All these days.......the necklace of my life

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All these days. The common days. The everydays.
They are the gems making the necklace of my life.

A necklace I wear with love.