torsdag den 9. oktober 2025

Trying to enjoy Autumn ~ Forsøg på at nyde efteråret (Blogtober 9)

Blogtober og efterår.
     Jeg vil forsøge at bringe et positivt efterårsbillede hver dag, hvor der ikke foregår andet her på bloggen, For jeg har det altså stramt med efterår og kortere dage. I år prøver jeg virkelig på at kunne lide efteråret.
     Forleden fandt jeg denne her løber. Den skal bruges!
Blogtober and Autunm.

Every day where nothing else - like Poetry Monday, Words for Wednesday, or Sunday Selections - is happening on my blog, I am hopefully going to post a positive photo and text. This is hard, as I really do not like Autumn and shorter days. I'll try to stay positive and "hygge" this time around.

Some days ago I found this table runner in a second hand shop. I'll use it!

Og de er så lidt Månedens farve over det også ~~ Even matching the Colour of the month.

onsdag den 8. oktober 2025

Words for Wednesday (Blogtober 8)

Scroll ned for dansk  

 
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
    When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of co-ordinator.
    Now, after Sue's demise it is still to be discerned who will take over this role, River is doing it for the rest of 2025, but maybe Lissa will eventually be our new coordinator.

No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.

This month the words are supplied by Sean Jeating and can be found at River's blog.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.

 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.

We were given these words:
Visited  
Chewing  
Nudging  
Saw  
Point  
    and/or:
Side  
Honey  
Companion  
Silent  
Loudly

Hmm, I do not really feel like writing. I lack energy. I just sit and read old blogs or books. But then ... it was a nice evening. I did not look at the Words before writing, but fortunately some of them fit in.

Slowly I feel like returning to life, very slowly. Last week I visited the dentist no less than three times, and tomorrow I'll visit her again  for the fourth, and hopefully last time for some time. Chewing has been tough with first one tooth hurting, being repaired and finally extracted, and then another tooth acting up. Hopefully it'll get fixed tomorrow, else I'm going to disappear into thin air - I think I lost 4 kg already, which is NOT healthy as most of it is probably muscles from not moving, not fat.

But this evening, just before sunset (it is dark now at five past seven) I took the basket and collected all the fallen walnuts, fed the hens some grass, weeds and chicken feed, then I hung out the laundry while the bats made their impressing and silent acrobatics over my head. I spread the walnuts on the floor of our outhouse (not the new shed) to dry. I looked for, and found! my spare bicycle key that has been lost for weeks. After looking through all the imaginable, and two unlikely pockets, I was looking at the hook where it usually hung. I asked under my breath, Where is that key? And the answer came to me. It's in your new saddlebag - and it was.

Then I put the bike back into the shed. Today I did not bike to town, as biking in murky, cold October woods and a toothache is no good combination, but I brought my bike by bus to help carry the shopping. After putting the bike back in place, I closed the door to the hens, who had gone to sleep and once inside I took out the pulled pork from the oven, where it had stewed since noon, and turned up the heat, so that the bread could bake soon.

Back in the living room I filled a glass of honey, scraping the crystallised honey out from the bucket, I bought it in, scooping the softer honey into a glass. We call this to mine a glass of honey 🙂

Soon dinner will be ready. And I have enough words left for a follow up later.

- -  A  - -  - - - -

    Oprindeligt blev Words for Wednesday startet af Delores og udviklede sig til  en flytbar fest med mange deltagere, der leverede ordene. Da Delores lukkede sin blog for altid på grund af diverse problemer, overtog Elephant's Child (Sue) rollen som koordinator.
    Nu, efter Sues bortgang, er det stadig uklart, hvem der vil overtage denne rolle. River gør det i resten af 2025, men måske bliver Lissa til sidst vores nye koordinator.

Uanset hvad, hvordan, hvor eller hvem, er målet med ordene at opmuntre os til at skrive. En historie, et digt, hvad end der kommer os i tankerne.

Denne måneds ord er leveret af  Sean Jeating og kan findes på Rivers blog.

Hvis du poster et indlæg på din egen blog, så skriv en kommentar på Rivers blog, så vi kan komme forbi og læse det og tilføje et par opmuntrende ord.

 Det er også en udfordring, hvor det gamle ordsprog »
Jo flere, jo bedre« holder stik.

Så husk at følge linkene, gå tilbage og læse andres historier. Og skriv gerne en kommentar, når du har læst dem. Udfordringer som denne trives med interaktion, feedback og opmuntring. Og vi har ALLE brug for opmuntring.

Vi fik disse ord
:
Besøgt 
Tygge 
Puffe 
Så (eller sav) 
Pege  (eller pointe eller spids)
    og/eller:
Side 
Honning 
Ledsager 
Stille / lydløs
Højlydt

Hmm, jeg har ikke rigtig lyst til at skrive. Jeg mangler energi. Jeg sidder bare og læser gamle blogs eller bøger. Men så ... var det en dejlig aften. Jeg kiggede ikke på ordene før jeg skrev, men heldigvis passede nogle af dem ind.


Langsomt føler jeg, at jeg vender tilbage til livet, meget langsomt. I sidste uge har jeg besøgt tandlægen ikke mindre end tre gange, og i morgen skal jeg derhen igen for fjerde og forhåbentlig sidste gang i et stykke tid. Det har været svært at tygge, fordi først gjorde den ene tand ondt, blev repareret og til sidst trukket ud, og så begyndte den anden tand at gøre ondt. Forhåbentlig bliver det ordnet i morgen, ellers forsvinder jeg i den blå luft – jeg tror, jeg allerede har tabt 4 kg, hvilket IKKE er sundt, da det meste sandsynligvis er muskler på grund af  manglende bevægelse, og ikke fedt.
    Men i aften, lige før solnedgang (det er mørkt nu, fem minutter over syv), tog jeg kurven og samlede alle de nedfaldne valnødder sammen, fodrede hønsene med græs, ukrudt og hønsefoder, og så hængte jeg vasketøjet op, mens flagermusene udførte deres imponerende og lydløse akrobatik højt over mit hoved. Jeg spredte valnødderne ud på gulvet i vores udhus (ikke det nye skur) for at tørre dem. Jeg ledte efter og fandt faktisk! min ekstra cykelnøgle, som havde været væk i ugevis. Efter at have ledt alle tænkelige og to usandsynlige lommer igennem, kiggede jeg på den krog, hvor den normalt hang. Jeg spurgte lavmælt: »Hvor er den nøgle?« Og svaret kom til mig. »Den er i din nye cykeltaske« – og det var den.

Så satte jeg cyklen tilbage i skuret. I dag cyklede jeg ikke ind til byen, da cykling i mørke, kolde oktober-skove og tandpine ikke er en god kombination, men jeg havde haft cyklen med bussen for at hjælpe med at bære indkøbene. Efter at have sat cyklen på plads, lukkede jeg for hønsene, som var gået i seng. Inde i huset tog jeg den hjemmelavede Pulled pork ud af ovnen, hvor det havde simret siden middag, og skruede op for varmen, så brødene snart kunne varmes.

Tilbage i stuen fyldte jeg et glas honning ved at skrabe den stivnede (krystalliserede) honning ud af spanden, jeg havde købt den i, og komme den nu bløde, flydende honning op i et glas. Vi kalder det at mine et glas honning 🙂

Snart er middagen klar. Og jeg har ord nok tilbage til en opfølgning senere.


tirsdag den 7. oktober 2025

Regnvejrssysler ~ Rainy Weather Doings (Blogtober 7)

Stormen Amy nåede lige at baske til os med halen. Den bragte store mængder regn og ruskede masser af valnødder ned fra træerne, og mellem bygerne var jeg ude og samle op. Mens det regnede pillede jeg de grønne skaller af (og fik meget brune fingre) og spredte valnødderne ud til fortørring, puttede dem fra forleden i tørremaskinen, kogte vindruegelé og æblemos og strikkede lidt.
The tail end of Amy the storm hit us gently. It gave us lots of rain and shook loads of walnuts from our trees, and I collected quite a bit in one of the non-rainy intervals.
Then, as it rained once again,  I removed all the green outer husks (staining my fingers a nice brown) spread out the nuts to pre dry, put those from Friday in the dehydrator, made grape jelly and applesauce. I even knitted a bit.

mandag den 6. oktober 2025

Poetry Monday :: Water (Blogtober 6)

Dagens stikord for Mandagsdigtet er vand. Regn er også vand, og i lørdags lovede jeg at måske komme med en engelsk gendigtning af Cirkelines Regnvejrssang. Den er så her.

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This week's prompt for Poetry Monday is Water taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.

Rain is also water, and Saturday I posted this:

promising that maybe an English translation would follow. Well here it is.

It is a song from my childhood, from TV for kids. The elf Cirkeline, and her friends the mice Frederik (blue stripes), Ingolf (red stripes), Susse and Musse had lots of adventures in the garden belonging to the house of the Artist, who drew them. Cirkeline slept in a matchbox on the desk of the Artist, and kept it nice. Every chapter started with her cleaning the desk and then going down by a rope attached to a thumb tack on the edge of the desk.

The songs were simple tunes children could sing along with - and make more verses for if they felt so inclined. Listen here:
The two digging ones are called Mr. P and Mr. B.
The Danish text tells you that you are only allowed to watch this video on YouTube. To do so, click the link.

søndag den 5. oktober 2025

Søndagsbillede ~ Sunday Selection (Blogtober 5)

Dagens billede tog jeg i forgårs, mens det stadig var klart vejr. Det er en havebrøndsel. Den er i familie med skønhedsøjerne, og man kan også bruge den til farveplante ... eller bare til pynt, for den er da flot. Jeg håber, den er vinterhårdfør, og den skal nok komme ind i vores nye skur sammen med yuzu, laurbær og de andre sarte væsener. Og så dekreterer jeg at den passer til månedens farve: Græskar-orange.

This is a Beggarticks, a fern-leaved beggarticks even. It is a distant cousin of the tickseed family and can be used as a dye - or like here for ornamental purposes, it sure looks the part.
I hope it will survive the winter, and it will be placed in the new shed together with yuzu, bay laurel, and other non hardy types as soon as frost is closer.
And I declare that it fits the colour of the month; Pumpkin orange.

lørdag den 4. oktober 2025

Blogtober (Blogtober 4)

I am the densest blogger alive, I think I never heard about Blogtober until today when Lucy @ Attic24 told about it on her new blog (force-moved, since Typepad closed down). And it's already too late, I "lost" as I did not blog yesterday at all. But I'll be trying. Bear with me, with stupid, inane and colourful blogposts during Blogtober.

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Er jeg mon den langsomste blogger i denne verden. Det er noget, der hedder Blogtober - blog hver dag i hele oktober - og jeg har allerede "tabt" fordi jeg ikke bloggede i går. Men jeg prøver nu alligevel, så I kommer til at trækkes med tåbelige, intetsigende og farverige indfald her på bloggen den næste måneds tid.

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Dagens tema: Vejr. Vi bringer en vejrmelding - Today's theme: Weather, here's the Weather forecast:
Ja, det er på norsk, jeg bruger yr.no  ~  It's in Norwegian, as I use yr.no for my daily weather forecast.

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Udenfor ser det sådan her ud ~ Looking outside it looks like this:
Men pludselig begyndte Cirkelines Regnvejrssang at køre inde i mit hoved. Så måske burde jeg bare synge og gribe chancen til hyggelige indendørssysler.

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But all of a sudden I heard this happy Rainy song inside my head. So maybe it's time to enjoy the wet and storm and have a cosy Saturday filled with autumny doings. A translation might follow, but it's something like Winnie the Poo singing about snow, just this elf and rain instead ;)

torsdag den 2. oktober 2025

Words for Wednesday ~ on a Thursday

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants. When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Sue of Elephant's Child took over the role of co-ordinator. Now, after Sue's demise it is still to be discerned who will take over this role, River is doing it for the rest of 2025, but maybe Lissa will eventually be our new coordinator.

No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.

This month the words are supplied by Sean Jeating and can be found at River's blog.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.

 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.

We were given these words:
Hear
Modern
Influenza
Physical
Organs
Original
Pea
Human
Rather
Size

I'm not in a nice temper in these days. It's not only Elephant's Child that died recently, others did too, touching upon my circles. On top of that I have a game leg and a toothache - grumpy is a mild word for to describe how I feel. My outpourings may be touched, just a teeny tiny bit, by all this grumpiness. Read at your own risk. 


We hear about Covid now and then, the modern influenza that impinges on our physical wellbeing, attacks our organs and make us generally miserable for days, if not weeks on end.
I think we need to focus more on the digitally transmitted diseases, that make our brain shrink to the size of a pea, and even make us forget that others are as human as we are.
I'd rather we all had old-fashioned flu that modern brain rot.

onsdag den 1. oktober 2025

Words for Wednesday October 1st (Updated with the Words) & IWSG

For a long, long time - ever since December 2017 - I have written these words, or words to that account, on my blog almost every 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.
But now no longer. Never again will she give us the prompts with a gentle reminder about remembering to have fun, correct my errors, praise my tales and ask for more.

Elephant's Child is the main reason I ever made it this far with my tales about Susan, and if I ever get to publish them, she'll be having a honourable mentioning in the book!

Today the Words, provided by Sean Jeatings, should have been on her blog. But they are not.

If they show up somewhere, a story might be written, but so far - emptiness.












Elephant's Child's death leaves a big, empty space in the Blogosphere and in our lives.

UPDATE

River has, since I wrote this post, published Sean Jeatings words on her blog. They are:
Hear
Modern
Influenza
Physical
Organs
Original
Pea
Human
Rather
Size
Let me see if any writing will happen

- - A - - B - - C - - 

October 1 question - What is the most favourite thing you have written, published or not? And why?

My answer - This is a question that for me is impossible to answer. I never published anything and what I like to read - written by others or by myself - depends on my mood. But right now, still discombobulated after Elephant's Child's demise, and some private matters (non-lethal, just a royal P.I.T.A) I'd go with the piece about the naming of the dragons.

tirsdag den 30. september 2025

Colour25 ~ October

For at finde en farve til oktober, gik jeg på jagt i mine arkiver, og hvad kan dog være mere passende og orange end et græskar?
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For the Colour of October, I repeat myself from a 4 year old blogpost, what could be better and more orange than a pumpkin?

mandag den 29. september 2025

Elephant's Child

Today I was unable to think of much else. In the end I browsed through Elephant's Child's blog.

Then I decided to steal one photo from each February from her blog - with links - as I think she and her blog both had their birthdays in February - at least she began blogging in February 2011.

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From her very first blogpost, February 7, 2011. A reply.
Like the Elephant's Child I still suffer from insatiable curiosity.

In February 2012 she visited a Japanese garden in the vicinity with her Skinny Portion (husband) - even though she knew that the visit would make her suffer, she brought beauty to all of us:

2013, her Skinny Portion was hospitalized, and she pilfered Toxic waste bags for her used cat litter


February 2014. Once again Skinny Portion is having surgery, but they visit museums anyway, and inside the National Library to see 'Mapping Our World: Terra Incognita to Australia.' her first find was a fridge magnet.


February 2015 seemed a bitch, but as always she had an eye for the beauty around - and shared her fishies with us:


Somewhen in 2015 (probably October) Elephant's Child took over the Words for Wednesday, This was how I stumbled over her blog.

February 2016 EC was hosting Words for Wednesday and supplied this wonder from her garden and mind

In her contribution she tells of her dual mind:
My mind is both a treacherous and a dangerous place. Crowded, but ambivalent (on a rare good day) about the directions it will let me go.
There is beauty there. Lots of it. Kaleidoscopes of colour and whimsy. If that side was given its head I could live in a terrific, exquisite and exciting world. I could be bold, take chances, and life would be an adventure.
Then there is the other side. A side which focuses on detail, and denies colour. The zombie side. Meticulous. Boring. Grey. Grim. The nitpicking, pedantic side. The side which smears grease over new ideas, over vibrancy, over anything worth having...
That side is strong. That side is fiendish and very, very successful. If the lighter side gives tongue to ideas which hint at furry, purry joy, at sunshine, at rainbows or at hope they are immediately stifled. Smothered in routine, in habit and in fear. Suffocated.
We are told that our minds are adaptive, that they can learn and grow. I wish. I am angriest at the realisation that my mind is stagnant. There will be no evolution. Grey and gloomy triumphs. Again.


We were lucky to have Elelphant's Child around, and no blog recapitulation of hers would be even close to perfect without a 'roo fix.

And as Elephant's Child did not post in February 2017 at all, but needed a 'roo fix, it's what we'll get too


Once again Elephant's Child had one of her blog breaks due to the summer heat in February 2018, but she visited the colourful Enlighten festival and told about it in March as she returned

Where she also enjoyed these quirky squids.


In February 2019 she found and bought Rainbow chrysanthemums, wondering if the colours were natural, I do too

But these were real:


February 2020, wildfires were raging, but even in those Elephant's Child found beauty


Elephant's Child's birthday was in February as well (I now know it was January 18 - but often she seemed to celebrate later on). In 2021 she celebrated by going to her 'roo fix lake and saw this funny pair. I loved that she showed photos of the - for me - exotic anmals in her surroundings, and once I posted a fox, she told me that it was an exotic animal for her. She showed me how big the world is.


In February 2022 during a visit to the National Museum of Australia and Elephant's Child celebrated her love for the  native fauna.


February 2023 Elephant's Child's One night wonder was flowering, and I was humbled and happy that she joined the Colour a monthly challenge, I had adapted after another blogger discontinued it.


In 2024 Elephant's Child took an extended summer break in February, but returned in March to show us the Balloon Spectacular  


In 2025 again Elephant's Child had a summer blog break in February, but in January she showed us this wonderful mural:

All Australian, all her.

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Now I miss two items, that can't be had in Australia in February. Frozen bubbles:


and the Walk Out of the Shadows, Into the Light

This is from her very last walk, September 10, 2025. She knew the end was near, and tried to tell us, but we would not listen, and she offered comfort and support.

Charlotte (MotherOwl) 11 September 2025 at 07:03
Heavy matter made even heavier by your words: "This may be my last year so of course I went." ... Words elude me ...

Elephant's Child 11 September 2025 at 08:24
Charlotte (MotherOwl): I am sorry to add to your emotional burden - and do hope that I can do this walk again next year... and the year after.


Never more will we be asked to Come walk with me, around the garden, into the dawn, or anywhere else.

Elephant's Child, I hope you are now in a place where beauty, flowers, wildlife and frozen bubbles abound.

From her last Sunday Selelction - with the impressing number of 833.



No blogging today - Sue @ Elephant's Child has died.


søndag den 28. september 2025

Beauty Berry ~ Skønhedsbærlilla

Nu er det den sidste søndag i september, og mit kamera er vist ved at stå af, for lige meget hvad jeg tager billeder af, er det lidt ude af fokus og altså lidt sløret.
     Men ... lige siden vi boede et år i Tyskland har jeg prøvet at lave den perfekte Pflaumenmus - det kan man bare ikke. Så hver gang nogen, jeg kender, er i Tyskland, er der en tre-fire varer, jeg beder dem om at købe med hjem. En af dem er netop Pflaumenmus, og allerhelst af mærket Ja!
     Og det glas en af Ugleungerne have de med hjem, havde fået nyt låg. I stedet for de hvide, jeg huskede, havde det månedens farve. To fluer med et  - sløret - smæk


Now it's the last Sunday of September, and my camera seems to be on its last legs, because no matter what I take pictures of, the subject is out of focus, something isn't right.

But... ever since we lived in Germany for a year, I've been trying to make the perfect Pflaumenmus – it's just not possible. So every time someone I know is going to Germany, this is one of the three or four items I ask them to bring back. Preferably of the Ja! brand.

And the glass of Pflaumenmus that one of the Owlets brought home had a new lid. Instead of the lid being white as I remembered, it had the colour of the month. Two birds with one – blurred – stone.

lørdag den 27. september 2025

Rawdogging ~ en gammel hunds bekendelser
Rawdogging ~ the Confessions of an Old Dog

No, no non-PG contents here. I know what rawdogging originally meant (thanks Urban Dictionary), but it seems to have taken on a whole new meaning recently. Read on below the screenshot.

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Hvornår har du sidst bare lavet én ting?
Kørt i bil uden at høre radio, gået en tur uden at ringe til nogen, cyklet uden at sætte musik på, set tv uden samtidig at scrolle, strikket uden at lytte til en podcast, gået på toilettet din telefon?

Det er dagens spørgsmål på Danmarks radios hjemmeside

Mit svar på næsten dem alle sammen er: I dag, og hver evig eneste dag i meget lang tid. Det eneste, jeg ikke rigtig ved, hvad jeg skal svare på, er det her: set tv uden samtidig at scrolle. Jeg har nemlig slet ikke tv, så jeg har ikke set tv, ikke i dag, og heller ikke i går eller i det hele taget. Men hvis jeg gjorde, ville jeg ikke scrolle imens, ikke mindst fordi jeg heller ikke har nogen smartphone at scrolle på ;)

Måske er jeg nu bare ved at blive moderne. Men jeg har længe følt, at det er skræmmende, at de fleste mennesker åbenbart ikke kan køre i bil, cykle eller gå en tur, uden enten at tale med nogen i telefonen eller have musik i ørerne.
     Jeg kan ikke lide at lytte til musik mens jeg foretager mig noget andet, eller kigge på min telefon, mens jeg er alle mulige steder - men det er også nemt, da jeg ikke har en smartphone, så hvis jeg kigger på min mobil er det for at se, hvad klokken er. Og hvis jeg strikker, så strikker jeg. Muligvis gør jeg det udenfor, så jeg kan nyde fuglesangen, eller mens vi drikker kaffe, så jeg kan tale med min familie imens.
     Måske beviser det bare, hvad jeg har sagt mange gange; nemlig at hvis man bliver ved med noget længe nok, ender man med at blive moderne igen 🙂

Læs resten her på Danmarks radios hjemmeside

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     When was the last time you did just one thing?
Drove without listening to the radio, went for a walk without calling anyone, cycled without playing music, watched television without scrolling, knitted without listening to a podcast, went to the toilet without your phone?

That's today's question on the Danish Broadcasting Corporation's website.

My answer to almost all of them is: today, and every single day for a very long time. The only question I don't really know how to answer is this one: watched television without scrolling at the same time. I don't have a television, so I haven't watched television, not today, not yesterday, not for a long, long time. But if I did, I wouldn't scroll at the same time, not least because I don't have a smart phone to scroll on either ;)

Maybe I'm just about to become modern. But I find it frightening that most people apparently can't go by car, by bike or for a walk in nature without either talking to someone on the phone or listening to music.

I don't like listening to music while doing something else, or looking at my phone while I'm out and about – but that's easy, as I don't have a smartphone, if I look at my mobile phone, it's to see what time it is. And if I'm knitting, I knit. I might do it outside so I can enjoy the birds singing, or while we're having coffee so I can talk to my family at the same time.


Well this maybe just goes to prove that if you keep on doing something, you end up being in fashion again 🙂

onsdag den 24. september 2025

Words for Wednesday :: The WORDS only

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.

In September  River will supply us with prompts.

 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:
Olympian  
Support  
Tabby cat  
Mountain  
Fireplace  
Clothesline

I have too many loose ends here on my blog. Last week I finished Sour Notes, this week I am also looking for something to finish.
Those words remind me of bits and pieces of Susan's story: The owls on Granny's clothesline, Susan's childhood love of cats and her orange tabby cat (think Garfield), the fireplace she slept next to during the cold winter, when her room was under repair, the mountains she climbed during her holiday in northern Sweden, or were buried beneath on her first visit to Iceland. But no story is surfacing in these memory swirls. It might happen later. I hope.
And I thank you all or your never faltering support during my Olympian craziness!

mandag den 22. september 2025

Poetry Monday :: Kitchen

This week's prompt for Poetry Monday is Kitchen taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.

As Autumn equinox is tonight at 8.19 pm. I feel inclined to write of soups and autumn things and a sad me longing for more sun. Right now the rain is splashing against my window panes, but the sun is just behind the clouds, ready for a "Who? -Not me!"-moment in a short while.

See for yourself how innocent our weather can act. The big puddles and the wet tarmac are giveaways, the trees were still dripping wet (old photo).

As I was right and the weather later did its innocent trick I took a short bike ride to pick something.
Denne uges tema for Poetry Monday er Køkken, taget fra gruppen 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts.

Da efterårsjævndøgn er i aften kl. 20.19, føler jeg mig fristet til at skrive om supper og efterårsting og en trist mig, der længes efter mere sol. Lige nu plasker regnen mod mine vinduer, men solen er lige bag skyerne, Og vejret er helt sikkert klar med sit "Hvem? - Ikke mig!" lige om lidt.
     Se selv, hvor uskyldigt vejret opfører sig her. Men de store vandpytter og den våde asfalt afslører vejret, træerne var stadig drivvåde.
     Jeg havde ret - vejret spillede uskyldig kort efter (gammelt billede), så jeg fandt cyklen frem og plukkede løs.

-- 𐑴  🙐  𐑴  🙖  𐑴 --


Today in my kitchen it's acorn thump season
I beat them and dry them and I have a reason.
For cracked and dried acorn they give off an oil.
I'll press it and clean it and give it a boil
all mixed up with beechnut and olive and rape
And honey and beeswax, and maybe some grape
Then mix it with lard and with lye.

And if you now wonder and ask me: But why?
The answer is simple: Because I do hope
to make me some nice acorn soap


-- 𐑴  🙐  𐑴  🙖  𐑴 --


I dag i mit køkken får agerner slag,
og så bli'r de tørret en nat og en dag
og presset til olie, jeg blander den straks,
med olie fra bognød, oliven og raps.
Det varmer jeg op og jeg tilsætter lud.
Hvad er det, jeg laver, har nogen et bud?
Det kan ikke spises, er ikke en drik
Hvis du gætter SÆBE har du ramt på en prik!

- - - - - -  - Coming Themes  - - - - - - - -

Sep 29 Snuggles
Oct 6 Water
Oct 13 Contrast
Oct 20 Side profile of a person
Oct 27 Journey between stars
Nov 3 Funeral
Nov 10 Dismembered
Nov 17 In a cave
Nov 24 Pot of tea for two

onsdag den 17. september 2025

Words for Wednesday :: Sour Notes 2

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.

In September  River will supply us with prompts.

 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:
Feeling  
Motion  
Unthinkable  
Blowing  
Shopping  
Road trip


I have so many loose ends here. Trying to tie up one of them Sour Notes
Not used
: Shopping, Road Trip.

Feeling more than seeing the motion of Thora's hands Susan had no idea how she did it. She was unthinkably fast.
Selma was standing next to the big hazel tree, and Thora did ... something. Then she began humming, then singing. Selma walked the short distance to the hazel tree, and placed her hands against it. Thora also placed her hands against the tree all the while singing her song. A breeze started blowing, making the branches sway gently. Selma began smiling, then she held out her hand and a branch, nay a wand, dropped softly into it

Thora stopped singing and looked at Susan in her hiding place: " I see you, Susan, there's no way you can hide from me."

"I don't want to hide, Susan said truthfully, but what you do seems so - private, secret, Erm. But it's so fascinating." Susan stopped.

Thora turned to Selma: "Now you try casting that heating spell once again."

Selma tentatively swished her new wand through the air. "It feels the same, yet different," Selma said. Then she swished it in the set pattern for the heating spell, and greenish sparks and a small swirl of hot vapour flew from the tip of the new wand, enclosing Selma in its swirls.
"It works. It works!" Selma said happily, I feel as warm as on a summer's day."

"I knew it," Thora said. From now on you should have no trouble with your spellcasting - at least not caused by your wand. And I once again apologise for not discovering earlier what had happened to your wand."

"All is fine," Selma said, a bit shy at having a professor apologise to her. "I am just so happy I was not at fault. When you asked for my wand, I believed that you were going to have me expelled."

"Oh no," Thora said, "I never thought it could be seen that way. But of course, you did not know. Sorry once again. Now let's get rid of the old wand."

Thora broke Selma's old wand in two pieces, which she pushed into the soft earth underneath the hazel tree all the while singing a sad song, which sounded for all the world just like the opposite of the one she sung while singing a wand.

And now you two girls get back to school before tea time. And don't tell anybody a word of what happened here, or I will make you into toads."

"Yes, Thora!" Selma and Susan said in unison and ran back to the Farm.

They never spoke of it, but Susan remembered, and often went down the the trees, visiting her Japanese cherry tree, humming to it, trying to remember Thora's song.

tirsdag den 16. september 2025

Zip through Autumn ???

The crazy IKEA teabag from yesterday's Poetry Monday originally came from a Zip through Autumn blog post from September 2022.

At that time the A-Z crew thought up an autumnal challenge, a stretched-out A-Z in reverse, that made us go backwards through the alphabet during Autumn.

I found it a great idea, and would have liked them to continue the idea. I do not know if anything will come off it this year. I even asked on the website.

Would any of you be interested in joining this challenge?

Just to show what it was all about, I'll copy paste my old (2022) Challenge post here:

ZIP THROUGH AUTUMN 2022
Now the people behind the A-Z Challenge offers a Challenge in reverse: Z-A during Autumn. A light version of the A-Z Challenge. Let me cite them:
No Masterlist, no forms to fill out, and no special place for links. You might want to share links to your posts using the #AtoZchallenge hashtag, or in the comments of these posts. That's up to you.
Do as much or as little as you like during this reverse alphabet challenge.
Here are some SUGGESTED prompts.
We propose doing two posts a week for this event.
Here's a link and the aforementioned list. 

Sept 21 - 27 ~ Zero excuses, Yearn to
Sept 28 - Oct 4 ~ Xenodochy in blogging, Why blog
Oct 5 - Oct 11 ~  Variety, Unique to my blog
Oct 12 - Oct 18 ~ Ten-year plan, SMART goals
Oct 19 - Oct 25 ~ Recommend, Questions for visitors
Oct 26 - Nov 1 ~ Priorities, Open
Nov 2 - Nov 7 ~ Never blog this, Motivating
Nov 9 - Nov 15 ~ Lesson, Know where I've been
Nov 16 - Nov 22 ~ Joy and Job in blogging, Ideas
Nov 23 - Nov 29 ~ Happy Habits, Goal of your blog for remaining 2022
Nov 30 - Dec 6 ~ Fortitude, Easy tips
Dec 7 - Dec  13~ Dare, Chance
Dec 14 - Dec 20 ~ Balance, Achievements in 2022

mandag den 15. september 2025

Poetry Monday :: Tea Fusing

Today's theme, Tea fusing gave me some trouble. At first I thought it was just an alternative version of infusing, a very peaceful, calming task, but the dictionary did not support this reading. There seems to be more to this fusing business than what meets the eye. Fusing means melting, combining, blending, often using extreme heat.
I can't really see tea doing this.
Now what's the opposite of fusing? Defusing? taking apart? Sundering? splitting up? Nothing tea-ish about this in any case.

As this is the prompt for drawings at the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group, I went there for help with understanding. There's of course lots of drawings of tea fusing there.
Most depicts tea in  the process of brewing, so this meaning is in there even if the dictionary does not give it.
Some depicts the blending of different types of tea in many ways - more in accordance with the dictionary.
One of them depicts something in the line of what I had imagined. Cups, teapot and tea fused into one solid unit by the power of tea.

I do not know if I can link, but I try: LINK. Maybe you won't see a thing unless you're on FB or even unless you're a member.

I also remembered a cup at church saying: Bread & water can so easily be toast & tea. I liked this very much.

And my own craziness, the IKEA teabag:

And I still missed a poem.

I tried:
Fusing tea can defuse
even a tangled situation.

but rhyming on here made me almost pull my hair.

I looked around, outside darkness was falling, the winds were violent and cold, howling, flinging the drops violently against our windowpanes. I'd felt cold all day, closing the windows and shutting the doors. Autumn at its worst. And the news were depressing ... need I say more.

But my kitchen was warm and cosy, the water about to boil, and soon the Writer would perform his magic, and make hot, soothing tea for all of us. I then remembered the Epulaeryu!

The Epulaeryu poem is about delicious food (The name is, I think, a mixture of Greek and Japanese).
It consists of seven lines and thirty-three syllables.

The form is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1 syllables, an
d the seventh line ends with an exclamation mark
.

When the cold winds are blowing
And troubles are growing.
When the heartaches are hurting
and monsters are lurking.
Put the kettle on,
pour the water.
Tea!

I could even make it rhyme some of the way, which is an optional criterion for an Epulaeryu.

- - - - - -  - Coming Themes  - - - - - - - -

Sep 22 Kitchen
Sep 29 Snuggles
Oct 5 Wood
Oct 12 Life
Oct 19 Train
Oct 26 Make believe occupation

søndag den 14. september 2025

Sunday Selections :: Miscellany and Mondegreen
Søndagsbilleder :: Blandede bolcher

Vi starter med en fødselsdagssang: ♫♬ I dag er det pavens fødselsdag, Hurra, hurra hurra ...🎜🎝
For  i dag fylder vores nye pave, Leo XIV, rundt, han bliver 70 år gammel.
-- 🎂 --
We begin by singing: ♫♬ Happy birthday to you, happy birthday Pope Leo, happy birthday to you 🎜🎝Because today It is the birthday of our new Pope, he turns 70.

-- ⩹ 💚 ⩺ --

I can't believe that I never, ever spoke of Mondegreens before on my blog. I remember writing about them, sometime long ago. But I can't find a word of what I wrote, so please bear with me if you've heard some of this before - it was back in 2008, so no wonder it's not here after all.

What is a MONDEGREEN
?
The term was coined by the American author Sylvia Wright, in a 1954 article in Harper’s Magazine in which she mentioned misinterpreting a Scottish ballad, mishearing the original line:
"They hae slain the Earl o’ Moray and laid him on the green," as,
"They hae slain the Earl o’ Moray and Lady Mondegreen."
She then names such mishearings Mondegreens, after this faithful, but non-existent lady, even maintaining that: "The point about what I shall hereafter call mondegreens, since no one else has thought up a word for them, is that they are better than the original."

I am myself good at making Mondegreens, while I'm not sure they are all better than the original - some are quite absurd really - most of them tells me a bit about myself and my preoccupations. I probably first learned that they had a name in this article. It was an example of a related, but distinct phenomenon, the soramimi, that led me there.

How do you like: "Ghost Writers in Disguise"? I don't really like ghost writers, and then disguised ones - that sounded much worst to my tender ears. But ghost writers are naturally seldom seen out in the open.  Of course the words should have been Ghost Riders in the sky! The rest of the lyrics were quite unclear to me.

-- ⚬ ⩹ 💚 ⩺ ⚬ --

Utroligt nok har jeg aldrig talt om Mondegreens her på bloggen. Der findes vist ikke noget dansk ord for det, andet end det prosaiske fejlhøring - måske "undersættelse" også dækker lidt, selvom undersættelser er med vilje og mondegreens normalt er spontane fejl.

Hvad er så en MONDEGREEN?
     Ordet stammer fra en artikel i Harper's Magazine, hvor den amerikanske forfatter Sylvia Wright fortalte, at hun altid havde misforstået en skotsk ballade og hørt den oprindelige linje:
"They hae slain the Earl o' Moray and laid him on the green" (De har dræbt jarlen af Moray og lagt ham på græsset) som
"They hae slain the Earl o' Moray and Lady Mondegreen" (De har dræbt jarlen af Moray og Lady Mondegreen).
     Hun kalder derefter sådanne misforståelser for mondegreens, opkaldt efter denne trofaste, men ikke-eksisterende dame, og hævder endda, at: "Det vigtige ved det, jeg herefter vil kalde mondegreens, da ingen andre har fundet på et ord for dem, er, at de er bedre end originalen."
     Jeg er selv god til at lave mondegreens, men jeg er ikke sikker på, at de alle er bedre end originalen – nogle er faktisk ret absurde – men de fleste af dem fortæller mig lidt om mig selv og mine bekymringer.
      Jeg lærte sandsynligvis først at de havde et navn i denne artikel. Jeg tror det var noget i kategorien soramimi (der er et beslægtet fænomen), der førte mig til denne artikel, nemlig den tyrkiske sang med en sær dansk "undersættelse" kaldt "Oldemor" (oprindelig "Sen hiç aşık oldun mu?" (Har du nogensinde været forelsket) af Yurtseven Kardeşler (Yurtseven-brødrene)).

Hvad for eksempel med: "Ghost Writers in Disguise" (Forklædte Ghost writers)? Jeg kan ikke rigtig lide ghost writers, og så forklædte ghost writers - det lød meget værre for mine følsomme ører. Men ghost writers kommer naturligvis sjældent frit frem. Selvfølgelig skulle ordene have været "Ghost Riders in the sky!" (Spøgelsesryttere på himmelen). Resten af teksten var ret uklar for mig.

-- ⚬ ⩹ 💚 ⩺ ⚬ --

And now for a photo or two.
I finally found out how to do Italian cast off. The Moebius-thingie is done!

Og så til et billede eller to.
Jeg fattede endelig, hvordan man laver italiensk aflukning - nu uden fejl i opskriften, det hjalp! Så nu er møbius-halsedissen færdig.
I apologize for the strange colours, we have rain and or heavy clouds today, so caught in the lamplight.

Undskyld for de sære farver, der var regn og tunge skyer, så billet her er taget i kunstigt lys.

-- 🎊 --

This photo from some days ago, now with Liquorice-confetti on the loose, show off the real colours.

Dette billede af den endnu ikke færdige Møbiushalsedisse med løsslupne lakridskonfetti rammer farven meget bedre.

We also shucked corn for planting next year. Big Sis, the little Lion and the Gem brought us corn on the cob all the way from Kenya. I hope it'll grow.
-- 🌱 --
Og så pillede vi majs af kolberne for at plante dem næste år. Storesøster, Lille Løve og Ædelstenen havde hjembragt majskolberne helt fra Kenya. Lad os håbe, de gror.


Møbiushalsedissen indeholder som sædvanligt glasbær-lilla.

The Moebius neckwarmer as per usual contains Beauty Berry purple.

fredag den 12. september 2025

Fredagsfrustration Ultraforarbejdede fødevarer
Friday Frustration Ultraprocessed Foods

NB: Dette er ikke skrevet for at skyde på eller se ned på veganere/vegetarer. Der findes mange sunde veganske alternativer og mange usunde ikke-veganske.
     Det er skrevet for at fortælle at de store -  og mindre - fødevarefabrikker vil tjene penge på det, vi stopper i munden, også på bekostning af vores sundhed.
-  ✽ -
Lige for øjeblikket er der en overflod af diverse reklamer, sundhedsartikler på nettet og mange andre steder, hvor folk tale om at leve sundere, hvor de dels promoverer kød-og mælkealternativer, dels er meget omhyggelige med at advare mod ultraforarbejdede fødevarer. De to ting synes jeg ikke rigtig passer sammen.
     Jeg gik og kiggede på indholdsfortegnelserne på nogle kødalternativer, og jeg blev faktisk skræmt.

For det der med ultraforarbejdede fødevarer ... det lyder sært, verdensfjernt, industrielt og mystisk. Men det er faktisk let at finde ud af, om de er i det, man står med i hånden. Man skal bare spørge:
KUNNE JEG SELV?
Det er det essentielle - og enkle - spørgsmål, der kan afsløre ultraforarbejdede fødevarer:

Reglen har ligget i mit baghoved længe (læsere, der har hængt på her længe, har hørt meget af det her før, undskyld), men udkrystalliserede sig da 5-ingrediensers-reglen blev promoveret af Anne Tjønneland og hendes kolleger i TV2.
     Det var noget argt sludder og Kunne jeg selv?-reglen opstod som en reaktion på den artikel.
     Jeg  brugte kødboller på frost som eksempel:

Mou økologiske kødboller: Grise- og oksekød (60%), vand, ÆGGEHVIDER, løg, HVEDEMEL, kartoffelmel, rasp (HVEDEMEL, salt, gær), salt, oksefedt, hvid peber. Se det er jo hele 11 ingredienser! Men så spørger jeg: KUNNE JEG SELV?     
     Kunne jeg selv: hakke kødet, røre det med salt, tilsætte vand, æggehvider, løg, mel, rasp (som jeg selv kunne lave), salt, peber og fedt og så koge bollerne i saltvand?
     Ja det kunne jeg godt. Altså er det OK

Beyond Meat kødboller, ingredienser: Vand, ærteprotein* (14%), rapsolie, kokosolie, aromaer, røgsmag, risprotein, tørret gær, stabilisator (methylcellulose), kartoffelstivelse, salt, kaliumsalt, krydderier, urter i variabel andel 0,5% (Persille, rosmarin, salvie, basilikum og oregano), æbleekstrakt, hvidløgspulver, majseddike, koncentreret citronsaft, løgpulver, granatæbleekstrakt, emulgator (solsikke-lecithin), farve (rødbederød), maltodextrin, gulerodspulver.
*Ærter er bælgplanter. Personer med alvorlig allergi over for bælgplanter som f.eks. jordnødder skal være forsigtige, når de indfører ærteprotein i deres kost på grund af risiko for allergi over for ærter.    
     Der er rigtig mange - faktisk hele 24 - ingredienser hvoraf Aromaer er på fjerdepladsen, og der er flere, hvor jeg tænker ... hvordan pokker gør jeg.
     Ærteprotein, hvordan får jeg proteinerne ud af ærterne? Ditto med risprotein, og hvad med solsikkelecitin? Eller methylcellulose og kaliumsalt ... (E-461 og E-508 altså).
   KUNNE JEG SELV? Nej. IKKE OK

 ✱ ✻ ✱ ✻ ✱

NOTE: This is not vritten to shoot at, ot disparage any vegans or vegetarians out there. There's lots of healthy ways of being a vegan - and lots of unhealthy ways not to. It's only to show that big business wants to earn money at the expense of our health no matter what.
-  ✽ -
Right now, there is an abundance of vegan/vegetarian dairy and meat alternatives in various advertisements, health articles on the internet and many other places where people talk about living healthier lives. At the same time, they are all very careful to warn against ultra-processed foods. I don't think these two things go very well together. I have been looking at the ingredients lists on some meat alternatives, and I was actually shocked. Ultra-processed foods... it sounds strange, otherworldly and mysterious. But it's actually easy to find out if the food you hold in your hand contains them or not. You just have to ask:
COULD I MAKE THIS MYSELF?
That is the essential – and simple – question that can reveal ultra-processed foods.
This rule has been in the back of my mind for a long time (longtime readers might find this a bit repetitious, sorry), but it crystallised when the 5-ingredient rule was promoted by Anne Tjønneland and her colleagues at TV2. It was utter nonsense, and the Could I do it myself? rule emerged as a reaction to that article.

I used frozen meatballs as an example:
Mou organic meatballs: Pork and beef (60%), water, EGG WHITES, onions, WHEAT FLOUR, potato flour, breadcrumbs (WHEAT FLOUR, salt, yeast), salt, beef fat, white pepper.

That's a total of 11 ingredients! But then I ask: COULD I MAKE IT MYSELF? Could I mince the meat, mix it with salt, add water, egg whites, onions, flour, breadcrumbs (which I could make myself), salt, pepper and fat, and then boil the meatballs in salted water?
Yes, I could. So it's OK.

Beyond Meat meatballs, ingredients: Water, pea protein* (14%), rapeseed oil, coconut oil, flavourings, smoke flavouring, rice protein, dried yeast, stabiliser (methyl cellulose), potato starch, salt, potassium salt, spices, herbs in varying proportions 0.5% (parsley, rosemary, sage, basil and oregano), apple extract, garlic powder, corn vinegar, concentrated lemon juice, onion powder, pomegranate extract, emulsifier (sunflower lecithin), colour (beetroot red), maltodextrin, carrot powder.
*Peas are legumes. People with severe allergies to legumes such as peanuts should be cautious when introducing pea protein into their diet due to the risk of allergy to peas.
There are a lot of ingredients – 24, in fact – with flavourings in fourth place, and ther question Could I make it myself makes me think... how on earth do I do that?
Pea protein, how do I get the protein out of the peas? Ditto with rice protein, and what about sunflower lecithin? Methylcellulose and potassium salt... (E-461 and E-508, that is).
COULD I DO IT MYSELF? No, I could not. NOT OK

onsdag den 10. september 2025

Only the Words

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.

In September  River will supply us with prompts.

 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:
Shipwreck
Hook
Unexpected
Buttermilk
White-knuckled
Buggy

I do not want to begin any more wild goose chasin' chapters of Unicorn Farm, so I'm taking it slow, trying to find somewhere where I can cntinue the story, using these words. I need inspiration and ideas.



mandag den 8. september 2025

Poetry Monday :: Big City :: in German and no Cities
~ Updated with more verses

    Mandagsdigtet er en blogleg, som Mimi fra Messymimi's Meanderings og jeg har overtaget - midlertidigt håber vi - fra Diane, der slapper af og rejser verden rundt med sin mand. Vi håber hun er parat til at tage over igen, når hun kommer hjem.
    
Stikordene kommer fremover fra 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts. Det er en Facebook-gruppe, der udgiver et stikord til hver dag i året, men bare rolig, stikordene vil stadig være at finde både her og på Mimis blog.

Dagens stikord er:
Storby! Men eftersom jeg vågnede op i morges med et fuldt færdigt tysk digt! i hovedet, er jeg er alvorligt bange for at der ikke kommer et digt på dansk i dag. Nok ikke engang et engelsk.

- A - - B - - C -

Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over the hosting duties, mostly the supplying of the prompts - only temporarily we hope - while Diane at On the Border is taking a break for 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.

  I have something more to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
  Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others
.


Today's subject is Big City!

- A - - B - - C -

Today is Poetry Monday, the theme is Big City, but as I woke up this morning, a poem in German! was in my head. But why?


Nächtliche Konversation:
A - Ist bald der dunkle Nacht vorbei?
B - Die Uhr zeigt immer noch nur Zwei
    - Leg du dich hin, schlaf ruhig ein
    - Und wacht im Morgensonnenschein.

A - Und was ist's jetzt
B - Dreiviertel sechs
    - bald kommt das Morgengrauen
    - Schließ du bloß deine Augen

A - Jetzt scheint die helle Sonne rein
B  - Jetzt darfst du wach und munter sein
A - Oh weia! ich bin müde du
    - ich mache meine Augen zu.
 




English literal translation:

Nightly Comversation
A - Will this dark night soon have an end?
B - the clock says only two
Lay yourself down and go to sleep
And wake in morning sunshine.

A - Now what's the time?
B - A quarter to six
    - Soon will the morning break
    - now you go back to sleep

A - And now the sun is shining brigth
B - You may get up now, time is right
A - Oh dear, I am so tired now,
    - an hour more will sit just right.


Dansk oversættelse:

Natlig samtale
A- Er den mørke nat snart slut?
B - Klokken er stadig kun to
Læg du dig ned og sov igen
Og vågn i morgensolskinnet.

A - Og nu, hvad er klokken nu?
B - Et kvarter i seks
    - Snart gryer dagens grå min ven
    - så luk du øjenene igen

A - Åh se, nu skinner solne klart
B - Nu står vi op, er det ikke rart?
A - Men jeg er træt, jeg ikke vil.
    - jeg sover lige en time til.

 - - - - - -  - Coming Themes  - - - - - - - -

Sep 15 Tea fusing
Sep 22 Kitchen
Sep 29 Snuggles
Oct 5 Wood
Oct 12 Life
Oct 19 Train
Oct 26 Make believe occupation

søndag den 7. september 2025

Søndagsbilleder ~ Sunday Selection
& Colour25

Today I get to use the Beauty Berry colour. I have a few misses, and then a hit ;)
I dag skal jeg så forsøge at finde glasbær-lilla som månedensfarve. Jeg har et par gode forbiere, og forhåbentlig rammer jeg også.

Først en blomst, der pludselig groede på nogle sjove, lange ukrudter, jeg havde ladet stå uden for vores skur. Det er bukketorn, hvor bærrene er de meget sunde goji-bær - jeg troede det var et eller andet eksotisk, altså.
Næsten den rigtige farve.

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First a flower from a long, straggly weed I let live in front of the shed. It is matrimony vine, which I find a fun name, and the berries are the much touted goji-berries - I thought they were some tropical tree fruits.
Almost the right colour

En lille omvej til i går, hvor jeg demonstrerede plantefarvning. Først de planet, jeg plukkede på en tur i min have samme morgen: Rødbladet hassel, skønhedsøjer, rejnfan - og i kurvens dyb, grønne valnødder.

A small detour to yesterday where I showed how to plant dye. A basket full of dye-plants from my garden: Red hazel, tansy, tickseed and green walnuts (inside the basket)

The yarn I dyed -- det garn, jeg farvede.


Og så en gentagelse: Det garn, der mindede mig om lakridskonfetti. Jeg fandt noget på indkøb forleden. Ligner det ikke? Og så fandt jeg det på nettet: Bedre billede.

And a repeat: The hank of yarn reminding me of a Danish brand of candy. Down below the candy - I'll let you be the judge. And then I found it online: Better picture.



Og til sidst, mit sære møbius-strik. Jeg forsøger at lære italiensk aflukning, men havde skrevet forkert af, så det ser stadig sådan her ud .. og det rammer farven!

And finally my strange moebius knit. I'm trying to teach myself Italian bind off, but as I made a mistake copying the how-to, I've still not gotten any longer that last time ... but it fits the colour!