Tuesday ~ Tirsdag

Vi fik lidt mere regn, og jeg tømte den blå tønde ned i Frøsøen igen - 140 liter mere ... kan det ses? Der er altså stadig plads til mere.

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We had a little bit more rain. I emptied the blue barrel into the Frog pond once again - 140 litres more ... can you see it? There's still room for more.

Sunday it looked like this  --  💧  --   Fra i søndags til sammenligning.

Today’s average difficulty is 3.6 guesses out of 6, or easy breezy.
3.6 is most like 4, so Average Owl once again.
Wordle 1.438 4/6
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Sunday Selection: RainSøndagsbilleder: Regn

Det har været ekstremt tørt her det seneste stykke tid. I torsdags så vores frøsø sådan her ud.
We have had dry times here. Thursday our pond looked like this.

Fredag regnede det 19 mm. 💧 Friday we had 19 mm of rain.

Saturday it only rained a little, 3 mm, but we emptied a blue barrel of rainwater into the pond, 120 litres
💧
Lørdag regnede det kun 3 mm. Men vi hældte alt regnvandet fra den blå tønde, 120 liter, ned i frøsøen.

Sunday was the yearly pligrimage - outdoors - and it rained
☔
Søndag var vi på den årlige alfart - udendørs - og det regnede.

Søndag eftermiddag så frøsøen sådan her ud 💧Sunday late the pond looked like this.
Der må godt komme lidt mere regn 💧We still need a bit more water

Et billede fra vores regnvåde valfart 💧 A photo from our rainy pilgrimage

Almost everybody had left. The final procession and blessings were shortened. The four men in black at the statue of Our Lady of Aasebakken is our bishop (in the red cap) two priests and the main altar server. Normally they're dressed for the occasion - it was too wet today. 
☔
Rigtig mange var taget hjem, og den afsluttende andagt blev afkortet. De fire mænd, der står rundt om statuen af Vor Frue af Aasebakken er vores biskop (med rød kalot) to præster og vores overministrant. Normalt har de fint tøj på til andagten, men det var bare for vådt.

Sunday: Today’s average difficulty is 4.3 guesses out of 6, or moderately challenging. Moderately challenging ... well I did not know the solution-word, and had to seek help in a dictionary to find me a word to fit this pattern: 🟩🟩🟩⬜🟩 after having tried ALL the non-invalid letters, and none made a word I knew.  
Wordle 1.436 6/6
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Saturday; Today’s average difficulty is 4 guesses out of 6, or easy breezy. I would not call 4 out of 6 easy breezy ;) But I did better. Pure intuition and guesswork, though.
Wordle 1.434 3/6
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Friday: Today’s average difficulty is 5.6 guesses out of 6, or very challenging.
Wordle 1.435 4/6
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Words for Wednesday March 4th ~Bill & Sue and the Seventh Son 2

In March, River is supplying the prompts for Words for Wednesday.

Word for Wednesday is a challenge that was started a long time ago. Now it has turned into a movable event with Elephant's Child as our coordinator; and the Words provided by a number of people.

The general idea of this challenge is to make us write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.

 It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.

So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.

- - A - - B - - C - - 

This Wednesday's prompts:
Striking
Deliver
Insulting
Coffee
Spanner

I will be continuing my surrealistic story of Sue and Bill ... at least until I am somewhat recuperated from these last stressing months. I feel like writing, knitting, drawing, sowing, digging, weeding, baking, creating something ... anything at all, but my energy levels are at zero. I hope the returning daylight also is going to help. Sunset tonight is as late as 17:48, and sunshine is in the cards for the coming week. Yay, I'm thankful that the light is returning!

Bills premonition was striking, but it did deliver. At a quarter to eight a knock was heard, and after a pause, that would have been insulting in a lesser being, Bill called: "Enter!" in the exact tone of a man who was just about to drink his coffee and felt irritated at the disturbance. A man in raincoat and yellow sou'wester, wet through and carrying a humongous spanner in his hand, entered and said: "Bill, Sue. I need your help!" before fainting on the dark linoleum flooring.
"You are as good as your word!" Sue said as she rose and went over to their guest. "I wonder how he go so wet? ... Salt water!" she exclaimed. 

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And I felt like making WordLit again. It is neither the best, not the smartest of them, but today's solution - one of the words I often use for starters, but of course not today - fit in somehow. As this is the actual solution for today - March 4th - don't scroll down unless you have already solved today's Wordle, or do not intend to.

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Floriane did not get us :: Words for Wednesday and Echoes

The Word for Wednesday challenge started a long time ago. Now it has turned into a movable event with Elephant's Child as our coordinator; and the Words provided by a number of people.
The prompts for January are provided by Elephant's Child and can be found @ Elephant's Child.

The general idea of this challenge is to make us write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.

 It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.

So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.

- - A - - B - - C - - 

This week's prompts are:
Ancient
Life
Water
Melody
Lied
      and/or
Medal
Speaker
Cords
Paper
False

This is an echo of my Friday Frustrations and more from November 2023 onwards. I only used one of the Words for Wednesday: Water. I'm still not totally out of my poetry writing spell, so a poem is what you'll get.

Floriane's winds have blown
and the waters all have grown
but our tunnel's dry as a bone
we can run to the bus and go home.

Catching the bus during the storm Floriane - January 2025.

All spring of 2024 the tunnel was closed, we ran, sometimes illegally under the descending gates to catch the bus  ... the road was almost closed as well, bothering traffic in and out of town, but it was worth the trouble, just compare this:

The tunnel January 2024

to this:

The tunnel January 2025.

Look, Oh Look! ~ Åh se!

Sunshine!  ~ Solskin!

Yup, this morning we had awesome 46 minutes of sunshine - the first this month.

I morges havde vi 46 vidunderlige minutters solskin - månedens første.

Kilde: DMI

I nat ... Tonight

Selvom det er sværere at se på YR end det var på det meget savnede Bedre vejr, så ender sommertiden altså i nat!
Her holder jeg musen over, og der står fra 02-02 som klokkeslæt. Så i morgen og de kommende par uger er det atter lyst, når vækkeuret ringer, og Piraten kan cykle afsted igen uden voldsomme lygter, og mit indre ur vil atter være i overensstemmelse med virkeligheden - jeg glæder mig til at sove ordentligt, for sært nok vågner jeg en time tidligere, når vi har sommertid. Det vil sige, hvis vi skal op klokken 7 (der jo egentlig er klokken 6), ja så vågner jeg klokken 6 (altså egentlig klokken 5), jeg kan ikke forklare det, men i løbet af den næste uges tid stopper det fjolleri, og jeg vågner 5-10 minuter i syv, når vækkeuret er sat til syv, sådan som jeg gør hele vinterhalvåret. Jeg glæder mig! Og håber det idioti snart er fortid, TAK

Even though it is harder to see here on YR than it was on the lost and mourned BedreVejr, DST ends tonight. I here mouse over the relevant spot, and it tells me the weather tonight between 02 and 02 am. It is a bit absurd, but makes me really happy. Tomorrow and tomorrow, and for many days after the sun will be in the skies, or almost there when the alarm goes off. The Pirate can again bike to school, and my inner Owl is happy, as my time now again fits the clock, and I am no longer going to wake up an hour before the alarm goes off - no, I do not know why on Earth DST does this to me, but it does. Slowly, in the coming week, my inner alarm will recalibrate itself, and wake me u 15 to five minutes to alarm time, as it does all winter. I so look forwards to undisturbed sleep again. 

An old screenie from better times ~ Et gammelt skærmdump fra dengang Bedre Vejr virkede. 

Efterårsregn ~ Autumn Rain ~ Deszcz jesienny

Vejret i dag fik mig til at tænke på endnu et digt fra min studietid, Deszcz jesienny af Leopold Staff     Det er et meget billedskabende vers, hvor man i rytmen og ordene hører regnen slå mod ruderne.
     Og det er kun enmeget lille bid af et meget langt digt.
      Først på polsk - prøv at læse det bare for lydene - og så på engelsk og dansk. Jeg regner ikke mig selv for at være på niveau med Leopold Staff eller nogle af de andre poeter fra Młoda Polska, jeg gør mit bedste, men det er bare så meget bedre på polsk.

~ 💧 ~

The weather today made me think of another poem from my student days, Deszcz jesienny by Leopold Staff. It's a very evocative verse where you through the rhythm and the words hear the rain hitting the windows.

And it's only a small part of a very long poem.

First in Polish - try to read it just for the sounds - and then in English and Danish. I don't consider myself to be on the level of Leopold Staff or any of the other Młoda Polska poets, I do my best, but it's just so much better in Polish.

~ 💧 ~

O szyby deszcz dzwoni, deszcz dzwoni jesienny
I pluszcze jednaki, miarowy, niezmienny,
Dżdżu krople padają i tłuką w me okno...
Jęk szklany... płacz szklany... a szyby w mgle mokną
I światła szarego blask sączy się senny...
O szyby deszcz dzwoni, deszcz dzwoni jesienny...

~ 💧 ~

Rain rings against the windows, the autumn rain rings,
And splashes forever, unending, unchanging,
Raindrops fall and splash on my window ...
Glass moaning ... glass crying ...the windows wet with mist
And the grey light seeping drowsily through ...
Rain rings against the windows, the autumn rain rings ...

~ 💧 ~

Regnen rinder ad ruden, efterårsregnen rinder,
og plasker bestandigt, uforandret, uophørligt,
Dråber dunker mod ruden og smadres og løber ...
Glasset stønner ... glasset græder ... vinduerne er våde af tåge
Og det grå lys siver døsigt igennem ...
Regnen rinder ad ruden, efterårsregnen rinder ...

~ 💧 ~

A photo of the Autumn rain   ~ 💧 ~  Et foto af efterårsregnen ~ 💧 ~ Zdjęcie deszczu jesiennego

Words for Wednesday on a Thursday ~ Onsdagsord

The Word for Wednesday challenge started a long time ago. Now it has turned into a movable feast with Elephant's Child as our coordinator; and the Words are provided by a number of people.
The prompts for August  are provided by Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings.

The general idea of this challenge is to make us write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.

 It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.

So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.

This week's prompts are:
Convince
Education
Slice
Decide
Craft
Family
     and/or the following phrases
Beating a dead horse
On the ropes
Wake up call

All what the words made me think of was this moralistic rant - Quirky Owl at large.

I'm trying to convince my co-humans that education never stops. If we do not exercise your brawn and brain every day, and pick a new slice of matter frequently, it is the same as to decide to regress, to fall into disrepair and forgetfulness. Use it or lose it goes for all areas of our mind and body.

Craft is one of the good ways of keeping fit mentally and physically, having a big lively family is another.

Time and again I feel I am beating a dead horse, but nothing will stop me figuratively yelling at people. And some won't ever listen, some only when neglect have brought them on the ropes, some do not even heed this wake-up call, but stays in the sofa with Netflix and chips handy.


Onsdagsord på en torsdag

Vi fik de her ord:
Overbevise
Uddannelse
Skive
Beslutte
Kunsthåndværk
Familie
     og/eller følgende sætninger
At slå i en dyne
Ude i tovene
Wake-up call

Det eneste, der kom ud af det, var denne løftede pegefinger. Underlige Ugle på færde her.

Jeg prøver at overbevise mine medmennesker om, at uddannelse aldrig stopper. Hvis vi ikke træner både muskler og hjerne hver dag og vælger en ny skive af emnet med jævne mellemrum, er det det samme som at beslutte sig for at gå i forfald. Use it or lose it gælder for alle områder af vores sind og krop.
     Kunsthåndværk er en af de gode måder at holde sig i form mentalt og fysisk, at have en stor livlig familie er en anden.
     Gang på gang og igen føler jeg, at jeg slår i en dyne, men intet vil stoppe mig i billedligt talt at råbe ad folk. Og nogle vil aldrig lytte, andre kun når de er helt ude i tovene efter længere tids forsømmelse, nogle lytter ikke engang da, men bliver i sofaen med Netflix og chips ved hånden.

 ++ 🦉 ++

To show how my quirky brain works I found these two photos from the past week ... they reminded me of one another.

 ++ 🦉 ++

     For at vise, at min hjerne stadig finder på underlige krumspring, har jeg fundet to billeder fra den seneste uge, der mindede mig om hinanden.

A golden Pikachu-Oreo, banana/chocolate taste and ...

 ++ 🦉 ++

En gylden Pikachu-Oreo med chokolade/banansmag og ...

The blue super-moon ...Quirky owl indeed.

 ++ 🦉 ++

Den blå supermåne ... Underlige ugle på færde,

Dag 5 ~ World Photography Week ~ Day 5

I dag regner det, så vi går en tur i domen og kigge på umoden peberfrugter og chilier

-- 🌶  🫑 --

Today it's raining. I went to the Dome and looked at unripe peppers and chilies

Only time will tell what the two leftmost turn into as I only planted bell peppers and jalapeños.

-- 🌶  🫑 --

Jeg er spændt på hvad de to til venstre er for nogen. Jeg plantede kun jalapeño og røde peberfrugter.

Sunday Selections :: Obsessed by the Weather.

  I think I found out just WHY Danes (and other Nordic people) are so obsessed by the weather, constantly talking about it and so on.
  Because our summers are short but intense, we have to save up sunshine vitamins and good moods against the coming winter - like a squirrel hoarding nuts.

Yesterday was

                    finally a day of sunshine - I worked in the garden.

This morning

                    on our way to church the weather was back to its new normal - lots of

                                   around. We ran to the bus.

On our way home, the rain had abated, and my defiant tree was still growing at the train station in Hillerød.

Poetry Monday :: Growth

Growth - It seems I cannot get away from whining about the weather and incessant rain. Well let it at least be nice and rhyming whinies then.

Growth is everywhere
Plants grow here and there
Weeds and beans,
Flowers, greens,
tomatoes and grains
Just because it rains.

Growth is here and there
In my place and their
weeds and tansies
peas and pansies
mildew and hen's banes
Just because it rains.

Growth is in the air
clouds like a nightmare.
Thunder rolls
and lightening flashes
Puddles in all holes
All is splish and splashes.

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Next Monday: Conclusion

Weather Whining! ~ WfW July 10

Is this summer?

Mimi at Messymimi's Meanderings has written s funny, witty and sunshiney post today - but oh, it makes me long for real summer and icecream cones.

We're already two full weeks and a bit into the Summer holidays and even past summer solstice, for heaven's sake, but we STILL have measly 17 degress. The sky is dull and cloudy and we see drizzle now and again.

We should be outside moaning a bit in the heat, collecting sunrays and memories as a comfort against the coming winter.

If this continues - and the forecast looks bleak - we're in for a winter with an upswing of seasonal depressions once again.

This is the weather forecast from YR.NO the Norwegian TV (NRK) and the Norwegian Meteorological Institute -- no, I have no idea how this turns into YR. It uses the same data as does the Danish ones, but its user interface is less bad.
Ever since BedreVejr.dk went offline the weather has been lousy. We hope for a return in the fullness of time.


And for this sorry piece, I used all the written prompts for this week's Words for Wednesday, given by me, but not the photo.

Agile
Bleak
Comfort
Dull
Even
Full
     and/or
This photo from Spencer Gurley, Pexels

Sunday Selection & Colour24

As usual our weather is playing the "Who, me?" game with me. I go out to do something in the garden ... it begins raining. I go in and do indoor work or watch Tour de France - the rain stops.

Look for yourself how innocent our weather acts here. The big puddles and the wet tarmac are giveaways, the trees were still dripping wet.

     Vejret leger sit sædvanlige kispus med mig for øjeblikket. Når jeg går ud i haven, begynder det straks at regne. Går jeg indenfor og rydder op eller følger med i Tour de France, ja så skinner solen øjeblikkeligt.
     Prøv bare at se hvordan vejret spiller uskyldig og siger: "Hvem, mig?"  Det bliver bare afsløret af de store pytter og den våde asfalt. Træerne dryppede stadig.

-- 💧 --

But despite the rain, I picked some golden berries,

Men mellem bygerne fik jeg plukket nogle gyldne bær.

These golden gooseberries were made into the tiniest amount of soft fruit cheese together with some white redcurrants I found while weeding.
I had to make room for the bush, which I picked as well. It stood next to the road and a driveway, and I feared that the farmer would run over or in other ways harm the goldenberried bush.

     De gyldne stikkelsbær blev lavet til en bittelille portion semi-gelé sammen med nogle hvide hindbær, som jeg fandt, mens jeg lugede.
     Jeg var nødt til at gøre plads til hele busken som jeg tog med hjem. Den stod et dumt sted, og jeg frygtede, at landmanden ville pløje den væk eller køre den over inden næste sommer.
     Semi-geleen blev testet til aftensmaden og smager supergodt.

 -- 💛 --

The bush with the golden berries now in my unruly garden. I imagined fruit bushes with an undergrowth of strawberries - the bindweed imagined a playground. So far 1-0.

     Busken med de gyldne bær nu i min vilde have. Jeg forestillede mig bærbuske med jordbær som bunddække. Snerlerne forestillede sig en legeplads. De vandt første omgang.

-- 🎨 --

Now for the colour of the month and what else happened photo-wise in this past week.

Og nu til månedens farve, og hvad der ellers endte i kameraet i den forgangne uge.

-- 🎨 --

En stribet tæge (sikke da et opfindsomt navn). Den kan vi takke de varmere somre for, jeg har aldrig set én før

A striped bug  - yes it's called thus, so very ingenious 😉
Thanks to global warming it now thrives in Denmark. I never saw it before.

-- 🎨 --

Mit stædige birketræ i Hillerød gror stadig!

My birch tree in Hillerød, still defiantly growing!

-- 🎨 --

     Og så har jeg fået et nyt, gammelt køleskab. Det skulle smides ud, og da jeg længe har ønsket mig et køleskab til syltetøj og sæbeprojekter, skyndte Storesøster at redde det. Først slæbte Minimax og Spirillen det ind i huset og op ad trappen, så stod det op et helt døgn, for at være sikker på at væskerne var sevet tilbage på plads efter den liggende transport i Storesøsters lille bil.
     Så blev det vasket og vasket én gang til! Der groede sjove ting under hylder og i krogene. Så fik jeg Spirillen og Minimax til at hjælpe mig med projekt løft et køleskab på plads. Og så sluttede jeg det til strømmen. Det brummede sagte, og næste morgen var det koldt! Så flyttede syltetøj og sæbeingredienser ind.
     Uglemor er taknemmelig over hjælpsomme og betænksomme Ugleunger.
     Køleskabet skal dekoreres udenpå, det bliver næste projekt.

And I had a new, old fridge. It was destined for the landfill, and since I wanted a fridge for jams and soap projects for a long time, BigSis rushed in to save it. Then Minimax and Marsupilami dragged it into the house and up the stairs, then it stood for a whole day to make sure that all  the fluids had seeped back into place after the horizontal transport in BigSis' small car.

Then it was washed and washed once again! Funky things grew under shelves and in the nooks and crannies. Then I called in Marsupilami and Minimax once again to help me with project lift a fridge into place. And then I plugged it in and turned it on. It hummed softly and the next morning it was cold! Then jam and soap ingredients moved in.
MotherOwl is very grateful for helpful Owlets.

It will next be decorated on the outside, that will be a project for another rainy day.

-- 🎨 --

Månedens farve er sikkert rundt omkring på billederne,
ellers kommer den her.
Uudsprungne rejnfan-blomster er præcis den farve.

I am sure the colour of the month can be found
here and there in my photos,
but here it is. Tansy buds are the exact right colour.

Bedre Vejr ~ Fredagsfrustration ~ Better Weather

Ja, jeg ved altså godt, det ikke er fredag. Men dette er så klart en Fredagsfrustration!

Mens DMI tager en ny supercomputer i brug, kan vi ikke få læselige vejrmeldinger ... gad vide, hvad der sker efter sommerferien?

BedreVejr

Yup, I do know it is not Friday today. But this is a Friday Frustration - on a Wednesday even!

This is what meets us at BedreVejr.dk (BetterWeather), the legible weather forecasts.
The forecasts are suspended while DMI (Danish Meteorological Institiute) starts up a new Supercomputer. What will happen later? Your guess is as good as mine. But this is all we have all summer long.

Fredagsfrustration ~ Store bededag

  I dag er det fredag i fjerde uge i påsken. Tidligere var det store bededag denne dag, men i år er det en ganske almindelig hverdag. Ugleungerne er i skole, Skribenten er på vej ud af døren ... og det er overskyet og regnfuldt.
  Så langt jeg husker tilbage, har solen skinnet store bededag - i hvert fald her i Nordsjælland. Men i dag stod vi op til regn, og resten af dagen lover ikke meget bedre. Det er meget passende!

Jeg savner store bededag!

Og jeg citerer mig selv fra sidste år:

      Store Bededag er en fridag, der har betydet meget for mig i de forgangne år. Det er så at sige en "gratis" fridag. Butikkerne er lukkede, så vi kan heller ikke tage på indkøb. Vi får ikke gæster, vi skal ikke i kirke. Kort sagt, vi har bare fri, der er ingen, der forventer noget af os, ingenting vi skal.
     Det kommer jeg i den grad til at savne i de kommende år, det, og så den her lettede, boblende frie fornemmelse, når dagen ender af "Tænk, det er kun lørdag i morgen!"

Today is Friday in the 4th week of  Easter. Until now it was a holiday, Common (or great) prayer day, but this year for the first time it is just another Friday. The Owlets are off to school, the Writer is on his way out of the door as well, and the weather is cloudy and rainy.

So far the weather on this day has always been sunny, cold and windy maybe, but sunny. Today is the first rain on this day for a long, long time. I woke up to the sound of rain on my window panes, and the rest of today looks the same.

I miss this holiday.

It was so to say a "free" holiday. Nobody expected anything from us, the shops were closed, so no shopping, we were not having any guests, we were not supposed to go to church (this was a Protestant prayer day only 😉). Not a thing in the calendar, and when the day ended, I always have had this light, bubbly feeling: Tomorrow is only Saturday! This feeling - of a week with two Saturdays - I am sorely going to miss in years to come.

Vejret sørger med mig ~ the weather commiserates.

Sunday Selections :: Weather edition

Two photos, two seasons - To billeder, to årstider.

Wednesday 3rd we woke up to this sight. GardenOwl was NOT happy.
To speak the truth, neither was I. I had planned on getting the garden ready for seeds and for the small plants standing ready in my windowsill-nursery.

Onsdag den 3. så der sådan her ud, da vi vågnede. Haveugen var IKKE glad.
Og skal jeg være ærlig, var jeg heller ikke glad. Onsdag havde jeg regnet med at skulle gøre bedene klar til såning og udplantning af de mange småplanter, der kæmper om pladsen i min vindueskarm.


Thursday and Friday were busy days elsewhere. Saturday the 6th dawned. The sun shone, it was wonderful outside. I dug, raked, fed the happy hens not less than 60 litres of weeds -- they did not even think it too much -- and put seeds into the ground.
I only dug one bed, the freshly dug one. The three cowered with straw were dug ealrier with great help from the Writer, and the one nearest to my dome is still filled with weeds -- you can hardly see it is a bed.

     Torsdag og fredag havde vi travlt andre steder end i Ugleboets have. Så blev det lørdag den 6. Solen brød gennem skyerne mens vi spiste morgenmad, og det blev lunt. Jeg gravede, rev og samlede ikke mindre end 60 liter ukrudt til hønsene. De syntes ikke det var den mindste smule for meget. Så puttede jeg de første frø i jorden og rev fint efter mig.
     NB. jeg ordnede kun ét bed, det med frisk jord, dem med halm ordnede jeg godt hjulpet af Skribenten i forrige uge, og bedet nærmest domen er stadig kun ukrudt - man kan da dårligt se, at der er et bed.


GardenOwl was smiling, and so was I.

Haveuglen var glad, og det var jeg også.

I'm sure you can find loads of Water blue in GardenOwl if you look close.

Jeg er sikker på at der er masser af Water blue i Haveuglen og omegn, hvis man leder.

Sunday Selections :: Clay Brown

The colour of January is Clay Brown. Is clay brown? Here it is a bluish grey.

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  Januars farve er lerbrun ... er ler brunt? Her er det blågråt.

I set out to prove that Clay Brown need not be boring.

We have been treated to a period of cold weather. Really cold with temperatures only just above freezing and really cold (-15 C) during the nigthtime. I love this. I love when winter is winter and I look forward to more snow promised tomorrow.

Here some photos from the last week and a half.

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     Jeg har sat mig for at bevise at lerbrun ikke behøver være kedeligt.
     Vi har haft en herlig, vinterlig periode i den forgangne tid. Kolde, klare dage og endnu koldere nætter. Jeg elsker det! når vinteren er vinterlig, og jeg ser frem til mere sne og frost i de kommende dage.
     Her nogle billeder fra de seneste 10 dage.

Frozen walnut dye  --  Frossent valnøddefarvevand

Fieldfare, eating the fallen apple -- Sjaggerne spiser vore nedfaldsæbler

Frosty leaves, mostly beech --  Frosne blade, mest bøg

More frosty leaves --- Flere frosne blade

Even more frosty leaves --  Endnu flere frosne blade

Ivy in the frost -- Frossen vedbend

If you need an excuse for not cutting down everything in the autumn, in my opinion hoarfrost is the perfect excuse.

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Hvis man skulle have brug for den perfekte undskyldning for ikke at klippe alt ned i efteråret. synes jeg bare rimtåge er lige i øjet.

Our old apple tree with clematis in the frost -- Vores gamle æbletræ med klematis i frostvejr.

Bronzefennikel i frost  --   Bronze fennel in the frost.

Teasels in the frost  --  Kardeboller med frost

Some weed in the frost  --  Ukudtsplante i frostvejr

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My view Friday morning  --  Min udsigt fredag morgen