Placing a new floor in our outside-living-room (once carport). The kids loves to spend time outside and this place makes it possible even when the weather is not on our side.
You can see the guest house on the left where Matthias (Michaels son) lives when he’s visiting and the back of the circus-caravan in the background on the right.
I’m newer gonna grow to old for miniatures.
Living far away from the big city makes flea-marked-visits much more fun. The other day we drove by a flea marked in the middle of nothing. Somebody bought an old manor and they didn’t know what to do about all the dusty old things inside… Michael and I bought a bunch of old toys, some posters and some furnitures.
This is a reconstruction of ‘The Battle og Waterloo‘ (we think) …not that I needed one of those. But hey… :)
Any miniature-enthusiasts out there?
Vilja calles her brother ’Bisken’ which is part of the Danish word ‘lækker-bisken’ -something you say about little mouthfuls that are really delicious.
While Vilja and I make muffins. Michael tears down the house walls.
We have mowed our beds into the living room and out of the soon-to-be-eating-area-of-the-kitchen.
Days are getting shorter and we can really fell how nights are getting darker. Michael hung up this grandma-style-vintage-chandelier in the living room today.
With more time on our hands we have started work on the house and garden again. We have several projects going on at the same time.
New trees and roses in the garden. A little porch in front of my workshop. Walls and floors in the carport that has turned into more of an outside living room. And of course the BIG one: our first floor!
These pictures are actually from last weekend. This weekend has been so busy I didn’t take a single one. ‘Our’ beach has been the location of a big sport event all weekend. and temporarily we lend out the property to the local sports-club. They turned our driveway into a slush-ice bar and the back of our garden into a cafe. We even had a hot dog stand on the circus patio.
In front of the beach house there’s this beautiful sunflower. My mom and I had a special thing about sunflowers. Our flower, we used to say when I was little.
Every time I pass it my head goes: Hi mom :)
Grandma Jonna (Michaels mom) brought us apples today…. Look at all those greasy baby fingers on our mirror, wups.