Sunday Selection ~ Rubber Ducks Søndagsbilleder ~ Badeænder

Back then, over 30 years ago, when I painted the bathroom for the first time, stencil painting was all the rage. I wanted to give it a go too, but stencils were ridiculously expensive. I got a couple for free from the paint shop, but they weren’t all that inspiring. So I simply made my own. Some sheets for an  overhead projector, flotsam from some failed project was perfectly good – stiff and easy to draw on. So I had a bit of fun and made some flowers for the stairs – perhaps more on that later – and a rubber duck with waves for our bathroom.
 

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Dengang for over 30 år siden, da jeg malede badeværeslet første gang, var stencilmaling det store nyt. Jeg ville også, men stencils var hammerdyre. Jeg fik et par gratis hos farvehandleren, medn de var ikke så inspirerende. Så jeg lavede simpelthen mine egne. Overhead-plastik, som vi havde fra et eller andet skibbrudent projekt, var godt og stift og til at tegne på. Så jeg legede og fabrikerede en blomsterremse til trappe - måkske mere om den senere - og en badeand med bølger til vores badeværelse.

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    Unfortunately, the stencil paint had hardened up, and unlike back then, paint is now ridiculously expensive and stencils quite cheap, so I bought ordinary paint instead. It doesn’t give quite as good a result, but it’s not too bad. Yes, I still had the old stencils. I even knew where!
    We simply have to have rubber ducks in our bathroom!

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    Stencilmalingen var desværre stivnet, og i modsætning til dengang, er maling nu hammerdyr og stencils til at betale, så jeg købte almindelig maling i stedet. Det giver ikke helt så godt et resultat, men det er til at leve med. Ja, jeg havde stadigvæk de gamle stencils, og jeg kunne endda huske, hvor de var!
    Badeænder skal der være på vores badeværelse!

Here I begin, waves, a rubber duck, waves, a rubber duck, and so on.

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Her er starten, En blå bølge, en badeand, en blå bølge, nok en and, og så videre.

And the end reaching the other side of the window. One of the ducks to the right looks not quite right

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Og her slutter jeg ved den anden side af vinduet. En af badeænderne ser vist  lidt sær ud ...

Oh, it's green, and swimming the wrong way too. This is new, I wonder what the Owlets will say, when they come home visiting ...

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Den er grøn, og så svømmer den den gale vej. Det er nyt. Gad vide hvad Ugleungerne siger til det, når de kommer på besøg.

The one on the small cupboard turned green as well. It's an opposite duck, maybe.
    If you embiggen this photo you might be able to see the shadow of two leaves and an owl; old stickers, that I peeled off after they sat there for very long. The cupboard catches the morning sun and has turned ivory over the years. Not so the parts cowered by leaves and owl.
    This happened Wednesday and Thursday.

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Den på skabet blev også en grøn på tværs-badeand.
    Hvis man forstørrer billedet, kan det være, at man kan se aftrykket af to blade og en ugle. Der har siddet nogle klistermærker i mange år. Skabet får morgensol og derfor var klistermærkerne afblegede - og skabet gulnet - med tiden.
    Det var onsdag og torsdag.

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Friday I put everything back in place, also this rubber duckling, living in the window sill.

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Fredag satte jeg alting på plads. Også denne lille grønne badeand, der bor i vindueskarmen.

And I saw why I was not fully satisfied with the look of the two green ducks ... their bill should be red, not green! Try again!

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Og jeg fandt ud af, hvorfor jeg ikke var tilfreds med de malede, grønne ænder. Deres næb skal jo være røde! På den igen!

Ducks not quite in a row, now red-billed.

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Ænder på rad og række, sådan da. Nu med røde næb.

And the one on the cupboard. I think this is the nicest of the lot.

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Og så den på skabet, det er nok den mest vellykkede af dem alle sammen.

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I think that those ducks count for the colour of the month as well.

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Mon ikke de ænder tæller for månedens farve også? Det synes jeg.

Sunday Selections ~ Søndagsbilleder July 19 Colour26

This past week ... I've been folding tiny stars.
Each star is made from nine squares cut from a tea bag wrapper or an equivalent size of gift wrapper. I know what I'm going to use them for -- or at least I have an idea.

I den forgangne uge ... har jeg foldet miniaturestjerner.
Hver af dem er foldet af ni firkanter klippet ud af tebrevsomslag. Eller af gavepapir klippet i samme størrelse. Jeg har en idé til, hvad de skal bruges til.

There's something Jade green in this star.

Der er Jadegrønne felter på denne her stjerne.

I've  hung up decorative objects on our new shed.

Jeg har hængt ting op at pynte på vores nye skur.

And eaten summer candy.

Og spist sommerslik.

And seen a snake ... or maybe not.

Og set en slange ... eller også ikke.

This last one has a partially Jade green background.

Baggrunden i det sidste billede her er også Jadegrøn.

Sunday Selection ~ Søndagsbilleder

Very fast, it's beyond bedtime.
Lots of pic featuring Jade green as background for other colours. More text will follow.


I hast, for det er længst sengetid.
Masse billeder med Jadegrøn som baggrund for andre farver. Mere tekst følger.

Golden gooseberries on the bush, I saved.  ~  Gyldne stikkelsbær på den busk jeg reddede.

Redcurrants that are really red, and not yet eaten by blackbirds or doves 
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Røde ribs, som hverken duer eller solsorte har ædt endnu.

Oxalis, This luscious plant began as three tiny, shrivelled bulbs. 
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Oxalis. Denne overdådige plante begyndte sit liv som tre småbitte indtørrede knolde.

White redcurrants, "invisible" to blackbirds and doves.  ~  Hvide ribs, som duer og solsorte ikke kan se.

One of my yellow birthday roses.  ~  En af mine gule fødselsdagsroser.

Grapes coming up.  ~  Kommende vindruer.

Denne her sjove busk med blå blomster kunne jeg ikke stå for. Den hedder Ceanothus thyrsiflorus, sikke et navn! Den er ikke vinterhårdfør, så jeg må dække den grundigt og håbe den overlever.
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This funny bush with charming blue flowers was all alone in the supermarket and begged to come home with me. I was unable to resist. It is called a Ceanothus thyrsiflorus - I have to look this up every time. It's not hardy, and I just hope it survives if I cover it up well.

Peas, The Pirate thinks they look like eggplants, and he's not wrong. 
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Ærter. Piraten mener de ligner auberginer. Det er ikke helt forkert.

Sunday Selections ~ Søndagsbilleder

Beginning with today's Wordle ... what a word. In the end I guessed it by just plotting in the letters I had and deleting the result when it was not accepted - monkeying I think it's called ;)  I never heard this word before, and was convinced it was a not-word until I saw all the squares turn green. Solution in the end of the post.

Wordle 1.835 6/6
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Vi starter med dagens Wordle. Den var svær. Ved det sidste gæt havde jeg alle bogstaverne, men ingen ide om hvad de kunne blive til, så jeg udfyldte bare felterne tilfældigt, der hvor bogstaverne kunne være, og slettede det hele igen, når jeg fik at vide, at det ord altså ikke fandtes. Jeg var overbevist om, at det ord her heller ikke var et ord, men så var det løsningen. Aldeles aldrig hørt før, og det virkede bare som et fup-ord i den grad. Løsning allernederst.


This past week I took some photos

Jeg har faktisk taget nogle billeder i den forgangne uge.


Tuesday we celebrated Midsummer Actually the birth of John the Baptist - as almost everything in Denmark it's celebrated on the vigil)

Vi fejrede sankthans tirsdag aften (faktisk Johannes Døberens fødselsdag - som næsten alt andet i Danmark fejres det aftenen inden)

The Moon looked at us Thursday night as we went to sleep.

Torsdag, da vi skulle sove, kiggede månen på os.

Saturday we had a heat-record of 37 degrees, the hottest ever in Denmark - too hot for even the Sun-loving MotherOwl.

Lørdag var det rekordvarmt med hele 37 grader, Pyha, for varmt for selv en solskinselskende Uglemor.


And Saturday night/Sunday morning we had thunderstorms with heavy rain. I tried to snap the lightening, I only succeeded in getting some dramatic clouds

Lørdag aften til søndag morgen haved vi nogle fine tordenvejr. Jeg prøvede at fange et lyn, men jeg fik kun nogle meget dramatiske uvejrsskyer.

Let's finish with a few flowers from my garden

Og lad os slutte af med nogle blomster fra haven.

Let us not forget the strange Wordle.

Og lad os ikke glemme den sære Wordle.

Søndagsbilleder :: Sunday Selections

Dagens Wordle, lige dele held og stort ordforråd. :: Today's Wordle equal parts luck and skill.

Wordle 1.828 3/6
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Fra Facebook  ::  From Facebook.

I gruppen Sprogbøffer og -juveler så jeg dette billede. Den perfekte kur for skriveblokeringer. Bare spis en ostemad, så skriver du deruda' igen. Jeg tror, jeg ville købe et ordentligt lager.

Today on Facebook, in a group about misspellings and bloopers I found this jewel.
This sign has the most wonderful typo.
The first word "Riberhus" is the brand of the cheese in question, but the next line SKRIVEOST means Writing Cheese. The perfect cure for a writer's block, don't you agree?
It should have been SKIVEOST = Sliced cheese, very mundane. I like the writing cheese much better, and I would have bought a few packages, had I been lucky enough to see this offer in real life. 

Sunday Selection :: June 14

Today a few pink items. Not quite Razzmatazz, the colour of the month, but I try. And then a few non-pink items.

I dag har jeg fundet et par pink ting, ingen af dem rammer månedens farve, Razzmatazz, men jeg prøver. Så er der også lidt uden pink i.

One of the strands in this zipper-hanger on my backpack is very pink! It's made by my youngest grandchild.

Denne her lynlås-hænger på min rygsæk, der er flettet af mit yngste barnebarn, indeholder et par pink snore.

We painted (some of) our shed, and re-hung this "Our Lady with Child". The flower holder was also good for a re-use. The peony here is pinker in real life.

Vi fik malet (noget af) vores nye skur - og det blev ikke grønt; det blev gult. Så hængte vi Maria-relieffet op igen, og blomsterhylden kunne også genbruges. Pæonen her er meget mere pink i virkeligheden.

Today our church celebrated its 40th birthday, with never a touch of pink.
I dag fejrede vores kirke sin 40 års fødselsdag. Helt uden noget pink.

On our way home by train I saw two of these strange 'buffers'. Maybe they were the last leftovers of Copenhagen Sprint, that passed here earlier today?

På vej hjem med toget så jeg to sådanne sære 'stødpuder'. Måske er de de sidste rester efter Copenhagen Sprint, der kom her forbi tidligere i dag?

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And now to some good news from the garden -- Og så lige et par gode nyheder på havefronten

My Yuzu is re-sprouting once again  -- 🩷 -- Min yuzu skyder igen-igen.

Same as my bog-myrtle -- 🩷 --  Lige som min mosepors.

Today's Wordle made a fun pattern

Wordle 1.821 5/6
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Today's Wordle Ordinary Words can be very Tough ~ Part 2 Sunday Selection & Colour26

Today's Wordle had an answer I'm sure we all know!
I just could not wrap my brain around those letters and have a normal, English word as the result. When finally I got it, I felt very slow.

Wordle 1.814 6/6
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And a Photo. Pink, but not quite Razzmatazz.
Unfortunately they were not my size.

Oh, you want to see the solution ... scroll down, then.

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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,

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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.

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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!

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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.