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After the Alive Festival last night in Thisted, we left Jutland at 5:30am this morning and arrived in Copenhagen four bleary hours later, closing out a balls to the wall ten days on the road. We've rented our own little studio apartment on Sankt Peders Straede through Visit Copenhagen, which was not only the best deal in town but is such a warm relief after too many nights in sterile hotels. Tonight we have groceries and zinnias and the next two days all to ourselves in this beautiful city. Danmark er et fantastisk land! (My newest and most useful phrase.)
Trying, with heavy heart, to make the most of my last few days here. Two weeks couldn't have been enough if it tried, and it did try! I spent some time in the sun with a cat and two sleepy chickens this morning, making my way through short stories by Beryl Markham and exploring the Nebraska grasslands as they were circa 1975 thanks to my personal time machine aka National Geographic. Dagmar's woods are full of surprises.
Went camping this weekend up in the Gulf Islands, Canada's Riviera. Got rained on Saturday night out in the open, but the payoff was this sunset the evening prior (nabbed this photo from my Mom.) This morning back on the farm I went and made my breakfast look pretty, but then remembered that eating flowers has always kinda felt like eating butterflies to me...so wrong, but so right?? Next orders of business: take a bath on the back porch and climb a tree and try to find some cell reception. Hope all's well out there in the world!
Exhibit A: Snowy Mt. Rainier out the window of a jet plane. At one point I could see Rainier, St. Helens, Adams and even a tiny speck I'm sure was Mt. Hood off in the distance, all at once. Sound the trumpets in my heart!Exhibit B: The first little bouquet from my parent's garden up in my attic room: Buff Beauty, honeysuckle, lavender, oregano flowers. Grandma's silver teapot. Many more to follow.
