Dagen derpå - The Day After

Lørdag var dagen derpå efter stormen Otto. Der var nu ikke sket så meget her hos os. Selvfølgelig havde domen som sædvanlig fået blæst noget af plastikken af, men ellers var stormens eneste offer min haveredskabsholder.

Saturday was the day after, the day after what?  ... after Otto, the storm, a category 1 or 2 storm that hit Denmark in the night between Friday and Saturday. Otto was quite civilized, limiting himself to blowing off some of the plastic triangles from my greenhouse and topple my holder for garden shovels etc.

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Domen er blevet repareret, da jeg allerede har sået radiser og salat derinde. Men jeg kunne godt mærke at nogle af stiverne der - ligesom redskabsstaværet i øvrigt - er lavet af lægter der blev pillet af huser i 1999, trænger til en udskiftning. En af dem gav efter, da jeg lænede mig op ad den, og så stak jeg næsten næsen ind i en stor, flot svamp, der groede på en anden stiver. Den står vist på renovering til foråret.

My greenhouse is repaired already, as I have sown radishes and salad in there - optimistic, but what's the worst to happen? But I realized that I might have to do something about my greenhouse soon. It is - like the toppled rack for shovels etc. made from beams from our roof, which was renovated in 1999. As I leaned on one of the beams it gave way, and I ended up with my nose inches from a beautiful growth of fungus on another beam. New beams and plastic coming up this spring, I guess.

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Og endelig! blomstrer min troldnød. Jeg har ønsket mig sådan én siden vi flyttede hertil, jeg fik købt en for et lille års tid siden, og nu blomstrer den.

And finally! a Witch Hazel in bloom. I wanted one of these since we moved in, but only found one last year. Pretty, isn't it?

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Flere billeder fra haven lørdag -- More photos from a Saturday in the garden

Luget stikkelsbærbed -- Gooseberries weeded.

Lille Malik overlevede endnu en storm -- Little Malik survived yet a storm.
(Se her under januar -- Look at January's photo here)

Lungeurten spirer -- Lung wort is thriving too

Krokus - de gule bliver ædt og de blå forsvinder. Her næsten hvide - og det passer godt med Månedens farve igen

Crocus. The yellow ones get eaten by birds, the blue ones just disappear. Off white ones are the answer, and perfect for my Colour of the month.

Judaspenge kan gro hvor som helst. Her rundt om vores oliepåfyldningsstuds til fyret.
Honesty. It grows literally everywhere. Her around the pipes where oil is put into our heating system.

En lille ny efeu gror op ad vores gamle Hjortetaktræ. Sådan skal efeu opføre sig.
A baby ivy growing up our old Staghorn sumac. This is the way to grow for ivy.

Det er det her så ikke - en gammel efeu, der helst vil kravle hen over jorden. Den må have pædagogisk klatre-hjælp snart.
And this is not. An old ivy that wants to sprawl the grounds instead of climbing. It needs some tuition.