The colour of the Month for June is ~ Månedens farve for juni er
Dear readers and co-bloggers, my blogrolls are not updating, and I am only sporadically allowed to post comments on Blogger-blogs.
I'll try just visiting your blogs when I suspect something new has happened.
This is a bit discouraging, and I'm busy IRL, but I'll try to post regularly despite this.
tirsdag den 26. maj 2026
mandag den 25. maj 2026
Poetry Monday :: Scooter
Poetry Monday is a blogging game invented long ago. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings
and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home
from her break of health and relaxation, travelling the world with
her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Dear Mimi. Stupid, stubborn Blogger simply refuses to let me leave any comments on your blog. I wrote:
Great poems on a balcony, the first was the best! I love that Little Annie is always wearing them blue boots ;)
- not big stuff, but I like to be able to comment now and then.
Today's prompt is: Scooter
First I had to look up scooter - it was a surprice for me to learn what this meant. I only knew the - for me Italian - motorized version of this vehicle, not the kid's version, which I lioved as a kid.
Then I tried finding rhymes whit scooter: Shooter, looter, router, suitor ... not very inspiring.
The sun is still shining, and I'm busy in the garden and elsewhere ...
Elfje to the rescue
Going
very fast
Just two wheels
and my two feet
Scooter!
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 1 - Blue
June 8 - 2 minute Sketch
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Dear Mimi. Stupid, stubborn Blogger simply refuses to let me leave any comments on your blog. I wrote:
Great poems on a balcony, the first was the best! I love that Little Annie is always wearing them blue boots ;)
- not big stuff, but I like to be able to comment now and then.
Today's prompt is: Scooter
First I had to look up scooter - it was a surprice for me to learn what this meant. I only knew the - for me Italian - motorized version of this vehicle, not the kid's version, which I lioved as a kid.
Then I tried finding rhymes whit scooter: Shooter, looter, router, suitor ... not very inspiring.
The sun is still shining, and I'm busy in the garden and elsewhere ...
Elfje to the rescue
Going
very fast
Just two wheels
and my two feet
Scooter!
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 1 - Blue
June 8 - 2 minute Sketch
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
søndag den 24. maj 2026
Søndagsbilleder ~ en travl uge & Colour 26
Sunday Selections ~ a Busy Week
I går aftes satte jeg mig ned og skrev dette ordmaleri, Fotos kommer til sidst:
Nu er en travl uge forbi. Jeg har redigeret et blad, kogt sæbe, lavet salver, pakker det hele pænt, ordnet have til den store guldmedalje og frosset rabarber ned.
I dag var jeg på marked i Vejby, sæsonens første, med plantebytte og højt, klart solskin. Jeg havde fyldt cykelanhængeren med planter. Markedet i dag gik godt - og jeg fik solgt eller byttet mine flotte bronzefennikelplanter - men det var hårdt at cykle frem og tilbage, for der var noget i vejen med min cykelanhænger. Heldigvis har jeg altid et cykel-multi-værktøj i tasken, så jeg kunne reparere det før turen hjem.
Her til aften blev jeg færdig med at lave lay out og læse korrektur.
Her til aften gemte jeg det reviderede, næsten færdigt til tryk, der mangler en lille tekst, der først kommer mandag aften. Men alt andet er på plads.
Her til aften kom Skribenten hjem før lovet, fordi han nåede et forsinket tog undervejs, forsinkelser er ikke altid af det onde, så vi kunne spise sammen i god ro og fred.
Her til aften gik jeg ud i skumringen og vandede haven og puttede hønsene. Månen var præcis halv, syrenerne duftede, og alting groede. Haven havde et par søde overraskelser til mig.
Pinsen er begyndt - helligdage starter jo ved vesper aftenen i forvejen,
Last night I sat down and wrote this peaceful word-picture, photo-pictures will follow.
Today marks the end of a busy week. I’ve been editing a small magazine, soaping, making unpetroleum jelly and packaging all these for the market, I've been weeding and woking in the garden and harvesting and freezing rhubarbs for pie and cakes later on.
Today I went to the Farmers' Market – the first of the season – including plant swap and under a bright, blue sky. I’d filled my bike trailer with plants. The market went well, and I managed to sell or swap my lovely bronze fennel plants – but it was hard work biking there and back again, as there was something wrong with my bike trailer. Luckily, I always carry a multi-tool in my bag, and was able to fix it before heading home.
Tonight I finished lay-outing and proofreading.
Tonight I saved the revised text, almost ready to send to the printer; all that’s missing is a small piece of text that won’t arrive until Monday evening. But everything else is in place.
Tonight the Writer came home earlier than expected, because he had caught a delayed train. Sometimes delays are good! We could eat dinner together without it being too late.
Tonight I went out at dusk to water the garden and put the chickens to bed. The moon was exactly half, the lilacs smelled deliciously, and everything was growing. The garden had a couple of lovely surprises in store for me.
Pentecost has begun – the holidays always start at vespers the evening before.
Der er 500 gram rabarber i hver pose, lige tilpas til en kage.
Each bag contains 500 grams, just right for a cake.
En anhænger fuld af planter til markedet.
A trailer full of plants for the market.
Der sydes sæbe ~ Soaping.
Min stand på markedet. Min trofaste cykel er også med.
My booth at the market. My faithful bike is resting in the background.
De første Iris var sprunget ud i vores frøsø, og lyste gyldent mod bladene i tusmørket.
The first yellow irises were blooming in the pond, golden against the green in the dusk.
Tulipaner, jeg tror nok det er en sygdom, der får dem til at se sådan ud, men jeg kan godt lide det.
Tulips. I think the two coloured petals are caused by a disease, but I like the looks.
En nats frost. Selv dækket med lagener kunne græskarret Uchi kuri ikke lide det. Jeg tror den overlever, men ...
One night of frost. Even covered with sheets the small pumpkin called Uchi Kuri did NOT like the frost. It will survive, but ...
Den samme græskarsort sået samme dag, men den har stået inde i domen hele tiden.
The same pumkin, sown same day, but planted inside the greenhouse.
Uden for domen gror der vaidplanter, de er ikke til at styre, og kommer op over det hele med deres fine, gyldne blomster. Jeg har aldrig nogen førsteårsplanter - og det er dem der giver farve. Sært.
Outside the greenhouse there's many woad plants. They grow everywhere and flower with an abundance of golden flowers. I never find any of the small first year plants, and they are the dyers - strange things happen.
Inde i domen har jeg ladet en underlig plante stå, jeg har været ved at hive den væk flere gange, for den var altså lidt stor, men den så så underlig ud, så den fik lov at leve. Nu blomstrer den så, og afslører sig som vaid, en farveplante, der farver smuk gyldengult, og som jeg ha prøvet at få til at gro ude i beden i flere år.Hvordan den lige er endt herinde, aner jeg ikke, men jeg er meget glad for den.
Inside the dome I let a strange plant survive. It grew big, and I has been about to pull it more times, but it was so unlike anything. Now it's flowering, and revealing itself as weld - a dye plant dyeing a good, strong golden yellow. I've tried to grow it outside form at least three years, never with any luck. How it ended up in here, I'll never know, but I'm thankful!
Nu er en travl uge forbi. Jeg har redigeret et blad, kogt sæbe, lavet salver, pakker det hele pænt, ordnet have til den store guldmedalje og frosset rabarber ned.
I dag var jeg på marked i Vejby, sæsonens første, med plantebytte og højt, klart solskin. Jeg havde fyldt cykelanhængeren med planter. Markedet i dag gik godt - og jeg fik solgt eller byttet mine flotte bronzefennikelplanter - men det var hårdt at cykle frem og tilbage, for der var noget i vejen med min cykelanhænger. Heldigvis har jeg altid et cykel-multi-værktøj i tasken, så jeg kunne reparere det før turen hjem.
Her til aften blev jeg færdig med at lave lay out og læse korrektur.
Her til aften gemte jeg det reviderede, næsten færdigt til tryk, der mangler en lille tekst, der først kommer mandag aften. Men alt andet er på plads.
Her til aften kom Skribenten hjem før lovet, fordi han nåede et forsinket tog undervejs, forsinkelser er ikke altid af det onde, så vi kunne spise sammen i god ro og fred.
Her til aften gik jeg ud i skumringen og vandede haven og puttede hønsene. Månen var præcis halv, syrenerne duftede, og alting groede. Haven havde et par søde overraskelser til mig.
Pinsen er begyndt - helligdage starter jo ved vesper aftenen i forvejen,
-- 🕊 -- 🔥 -- 🎕 -- 🌓 --
Last night I sat down and wrote this peaceful word-picture, photo-pictures will follow.
Today marks the end of a busy week. I’ve been editing a small magazine, soaping, making unpetroleum jelly and packaging all these for the market, I've been weeding and woking in the garden and harvesting and freezing rhubarbs for pie and cakes later on.
Today I went to the Farmers' Market – the first of the season – including plant swap and under a bright, blue sky. I’d filled my bike trailer with plants. The market went well, and I managed to sell or swap my lovely bronze fennel plants – but it was hard work biking there and back again, as there was something wrong with my bike trailer. Luckily, I always carry a multi-tool in my bag, and was able to fix it before heading home.
Tonight I finished lay-outing and proofreading.
Tonight I saved the revised text, almost ready to send to the printer; all that’s missing is a small piece of text that won’t arrive until Monday evening. But everything else is in place.
Tonight the Writer came home earlier than expected, because he had caught a delayed train. Sometimes delays are good! We could eat dinner together without it being too late.
Tonight I went out at dusk to water the garden and put the chickens to bed. The moon was exactly half, the lilacs smelled deliciously, and everything was growing. The garden had a couple of lovely surprises in store for me.
Pentecost has begun – the holidays always start at vespers the evening before.
-- 📷 -- 📸 --
Each bag contains 500 grams, just right for a cake.
A trailer full of plants for the market.
My booth at the market. My faithful bike is resting in the background.
The first yellow irises were blooming in the pond, golden against the green in the dusk.
Tulips. I think the two coloured petals are caused by a disease, but I like the looks.
One night of frost. Even covered with sheets the small pumpkin called Uchi Kuri did NOT like the frost. It will survive, but ...
The same pumkin, sown same day, but planted inside the greenhouse.
Outside the greenhouse there's many woad plants. They grow everywhere and flower with an abundance of golden flowers. I never find any of the small first year plants, and they are the dyers - strange things happen.
Inside the dome I let a strange plant survive. It grew big, and I has been about to pull it more times, but it was so unlike anything. Now it's flowering, and revealing itself as weld - a dye plant dyeing a good, strong golden yellow. I've tried to grow it outside form at least three years, never with any luck. How it ended up in here, I'll never know, but I'm thankful!
-- 💛 --
Der var også ret meget gyldent i denne lille beretning, og det er jo månedens farve her i maj.
In this small report, there's quite a bit of golden, which is the Colour of the month for May.
fredag den 22. maj 2026
Fredagsfrustration AI & GMO/NGT Friday Frustration
Snart integrerer Google AI i deres browser, så nu kan man snart ikke længere hverken vælge det fra i Firefox, eller skrive -ai efter søgeordene for at slippe for AI-svar. Kilde.
EU ændrer lovgivningen for genmodificerede varer. Efter at forbrugerne stort set har valgt det fra i 20 år, laves der nu nye regler for NGT - det skal ikke længere lovpligtigt at fortælle at en vare er fremstillet af planter, der er ændret ved hjælp af genteknologi - eller om dyrene er blevet fodret med dem.
Det kan man slippe uden om ved at købe økologiske varer, så længe altså der ikke forekommer krydsbestøvning fra de nye planter. Kilde.
Smart nok, man gør ting frivillige, GMO-mad og AI søgninger, men hvis folk ikke vil bruge det, så ændrer man da bare produkterne og reglerne, så vi ikke længere kan slippe.
I just read the news about Google integrating AI in their browser. Soon we can no longer end our internet searches with -AI in order to not get AI generated results, or ask Firefox to please exclude AI from the results.
After the consumers in EU have largely avoided GMO-food for 20 years, the NGT comes with new rules, making it legal not to tell if food is made from NGT plants, or animals fed with them. Buying Organic will be the solution - as long as no cross pollination happens.
Really smart. They make something optional, and if we then chose not to use it they'll see to that we do.
EU ændrer lovgivningen for genmodificerede varer. Efter at forbrugerne stort set har valgt det fra i 20 år, laves der nu nye regler for NGT - det skal ikke længere lovpligtigt at fortælle at en vare er fremstillet af planter, der er ændret ved hjælp af genteknologi - eller om dyrene er blevet fodret med dem.
Det kan man slippe uden om ved at købe økologiske varer, så længe altså der ikke forekommer krydsbestøvning fra de nye planter. Kilde.
Smart nok, man gør ting frivillige, GMO-mad og AI søgninger, men hvis folk ikke vil bruge det, så ændrer man da bare produkterne og reglerne, så vi ikke længere kan slippe.
-- @ -- 🌱✂ 🧬 -- @ --
I just read the news about Google integrating AI in their browser. Soon we can no longer end our internet searches with -AI in order to not get AI generated results, or ask Firefox to please exclude AI from the results.
After the consumers in EU have largely avoided GMO-food for 20 years, the NGT comes with new rules, making it legal not to tell if food is made from NGT plants, or animals fed with them. Buying Organic will be the solution - as long as no cross pollination happens.
Really smart. They make something optional, and if we then chose not to use it they'll see to that we do.
torsdag den 21. maj 2026
Thursday 21st - Wordle and Lost comments
Once again I solved the Wordle in two tries, and with only green letters, but I think Wordle has learned that I do not want to sign up, as there was no Ta-daa and no pop up to register to save the badges.
Wordle 1.797 2/6
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Wordle 1.797 2/6
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
- - - - - 📧 -- ＠ - - - - -
Lost comments in the latest 24 hours:
Messymimi on "And I Thought I Had a Lot of Keys (Wordless Wednesday) and Words for Wednesday"
- Thank you for the story of "Bits and bobs from daily life with little Annie". I enjoyed it very much and hope for a nice rest for you.
And one comment on my own blog, which I have since re-written and posted successfully.
I'll have to learn to copy ALL comments, not only on others' blogs.
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