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lørdag 9. mai 2009
søndag 26. april 2009
Tur med far og Pauline!
Saturday - and it was such a beatiful spring weather that being inside would have been an insult to nature. Dad took us for a walk up to Ullevålseter past Skjærsjøen. It took us a bit longer time than usual, because he had brought his camera. Every now and then off the track; down by the stream, barking up the tree (haha) - always looking for a good shot of beauty.
Up at Ullevålseter we sat down outside, drank our own tea and ate homemade muffins a'la Pauline. Yummie!!!!!
And we got a four legged friend called Rambo. He was 5 months old, very playful, and with a cute face somewhat resembling a gremlin.
On our way back home we stopped by the Bakke farm for a quick hello. Yeah, right. There is no such thing as a quick hello with my family, and absolutely not there. Randi called us in to the kitchen for some coffee, and were offered some delicious homemade bread. Then we had to see the newborn lamb. It was premature - a tiny creature! It had not yet found its way around his mum to find his food, nor had he understood the point of sucking anything. Even swallowing was a challenge. Yet, he was wagging his tale.
It was hard to leave him for the second last performance of Don Q.
Up at Ullevålseter we sat down outside, drank our own tea and ate homemade muffins a'la Pauline. Yummie!!!!!
And we got a four legged friend called Rambo. He was 5 months old, very playful, and with a cute face somewhat resembling a gremlin.
On our way back home we stopped by the Bakke farm for a quick hello. Yeah, right. There is no such thing as a quick hello with my family, and absolutely not there. Randi called us in to the kitchen for some coffee, and were offered some delicious homemade bread. Then we had to see the newborn lamb. It was premature - a tiny creature! It had not yet found its way around his mum to find his food, nor had he understood the point of sucking anything. Even swallowing was a challenge. Yet, he was wagging his tale.
It was hard to leave him for the second last performance of Don Q.
onsdag 15. april 2009
Groth, Games and Gardening
This easter was filled with the three G's.
Robi and I went to an art exhibition at Rogaland Kunstmuseum with Jan Groths work, under the title of "Traces and spaces" a day when the sky were bursting out its wrath over Stavanger.
We played backgammon in pubs and cafes, and when the weather allowed us to: gardening!
Mum, it's actually very pleasing to do gardening if your patch of land is not too big... And the wild thyme you gave us has now got its own little space in the tiny garden of ours.
Robi and I went to an art exhibition at Rogaland Kunstmuseum with Jan Groths work, under the title of "Traces and spaces" a day when the sky were bursting out its wrath over Stavanger.
We played backgammon in pubs and cafes, and when the weather allowed us to: gardening!
Mum, it's actually very pleasing to do gardening if your patch of land is not too big... And the wild thyme you gave us has now got its own little space in the tiny garden of ours.
lørdag 4. april 2009
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