february tripping

few weekends off = few weekends on railways and roads,
visiting friends in lippzina, färdd, helvetia

at the lake

twenty13

1   guess i never worked so much before in a year
2   first long holiday where i stayed at one place and did not travel
3   many short trips to visit friends and to go biking
4   due to worktrips and visiting friends i traveled over 30000 km. Working, eating,
     freezing, phoning, sleeping in trains was a major part of life that year
5   hardly did any sports
6   wrote my first article for a book
7   had a job in helping to compile a handbook of best practices and political
     recommendations concerning my field of work
8   discovered sudoku as help to sleep in
9   living commune turned to fun girls compilation
10 made own rhubarb sirup and elderflowersirup for the first time
11 and also baking own christmas cookies for the first time
12 food: stem turnip carpaccio with pumpkinseed-oil and red pepper antipasti all the time
13 paid back my student loan and became totally debt free
14 got the first time an order to make some silhouette work for a company
15 became more afraid to drive cars
16 found finally a blazer in my life, which i really like
17 my dog died
18 i tried to plant potatoes
19 did buy my first pair of serious high heels
20 became even more a whisky lover/ laphroaig and aardbeg are the current favourites

mini-holiday

Few days off, heading to the dutch neighbors.

I so wanted to go out for a nice dinner, but we just could not find a vegetarian and reasonable priced menu in all these restaurants. Finally we ended up in a dark student bar and had some super cheap and awesome onion-soup. Yes.
That kind of where you get 3 layers: 1st thick melted edamer cheese, 2nd slices of baguette and when you dig deeper you find that thick, savoury onion soup.
Makes an excellent base for some single malt.

potato harvest

Every year I try planting something on the balcony/window.
I never suceed in the sense of really growing a lot.
It rather seems that every plant will make it to just survive and be a little fruitful, and then they die.

So this year we tried planting potatoes in a plastic bucket on the balcony. The plant looked quiet impressive. And this is the full harvest. It made me happy anyway. Because the commune said, it will not function. Ha, look at these babies.

After 16 beautiful years, r.i.p. my friend.

summer antipasti

simple things are the best.
red peppers, oven baked until soft, peeled, mixed with good olive oil, seasalt and oregano.

floral stiched card

where the love is

no summer holidays this year
but longer weekends
friends, bikes, food, horses, babies, sun

presummer

offline weekends with friends

and dog
and kids
and the whole coffee equipment

biking along rivers
always

many seminars and trainings
politics and work

Maxie Wander s book. The women speaking about  the ideal of equal rights in socialism contra their real lifes. Very self-consious.

In the beginning a poem from an old song. Good morning beautiful one ... the poem goes on with praises about the beautiful ones features and body.
He is waiting for her.

The poem ends: when she is not coming
he will grab a knife and stab her in her heart.

visitations and drinks

last months a friend from iceland visited me, got to know him 8 years ago on the shetland islands, and now he visited me during a europe-trip. Good talks, after all this time.

Also, a friend of mine from kindergarden-childhood-school-yooth-time visited me. We hung out a little in a village near-by, which is really old and beautiful.

Made some rhubarb-sirup and we created our summer drink 2013:

rhubarb-rose-secco

50% rhubarb (fresh rhubarb, cooked until soft, strained, reduced with a little sugar)

50% rose-secco (rose-champagner)

mint leaves

wanderlust