@brittarnhild
With August coming it is time to lit candles at night again. The Nordic summer always light summer nights are over. Kind of bittersweet, I can smell that the season is turning, but when I go for a walk late at night, I love to watch my house, knowing that if I was a stranger passing this house, I would want to stop, know on the door, wanting to be invited inside.
The not so late night is still light enough to eat homemade pizza directly from the grill out on the kitchen veranda though,
with a salad fresh from the garden.
During the day I enjoy tea and knitting breaks out in the garden, knowing that the darker nights have a promise of long hours of tea, knitting, books and music indoors.
I go for a hike in the woods and know that August, like every month all through the year, is a favourite month.
