I started off the day at 8 with a trip to the hair master to get myself cut and dyed. The young woman who did my hair is the most careful person I ever saw. How she could spend an hour cutting my hair is a mystery to me. I felt bald compared to the women on either side of me. One was a young woman with waist length hair who had the most amazing French braid I ever saw. It took two hours to do it The woman on the other side had a head full of black ringlets. It took longer to dry it with one of those huge diffusors than it did to cut mine.
My next stop was at my favorite library to give a little gift to my two librarian ladies. I had decorated a spoon for each of them and wanted to see them. One was on holiday, but it was nice to see the other.
As I "just happened" to walk past my felted wool shop, I saw that they had a sale sign in the window. I'm sure it was just for me. I was able to get a felted pod bowl, as they call it, for 20% off. It is beautiful, and I will show it to you as soon as I get part of my act together. Blog will fade away in a few weeks from lack of information, I am sure, unless I have become addicted to my own words, but I do intend to get the last pictures posted and report on our first few days of reentry, so I won't forget that part of our trip. I'm sort of curious about how that will go, to tell the truth. How do you keep the girl down in the country after she has lived five minutes from the IKI?
Then cleaning.
Later in the afternoon, Joris and family arrived to drive us to the sea. It was only a short drive, and we walked through the forest, listening to the sound of the surf down to the sea. It was beautiful. It was windy and the waves were rolling in, but we rolled up our pants legs and got our feet, and our pants legs wet in what I was told was the quite typically warm water. Bless their hearts, I was hoping it was a cold day because of the morning rain, but not so. I just have to say that the delicate flower was able to wade, mostly to be polite and because it made Joris happy, but I would not have been able to submerge mysef, and I am not sure even Del would have been able to bob. Joris had on his little suit under his clothes and ran and jumped and threw rocks and had the best time. So did we. After a while, we went back to the beach and had Adrone's cake, a new recipe, still warm from the oven and sherry or tea. Then we walked a bit and headed home. It was such fun.
Adrone had suggested we get dry clothes and then go to the John's day celebration, but Joris was starting to doze in the car, so I suggested we call it a day and they meet us for dinner the next night.
We cleaned up and went to Stora Antis, had a wonderful dinner and made a reservation for our dinner with them . One more chance to eat at my favorite restaurant. Special turkey, I think.
John's day, by the way, refers to John the Baptist, who was born 6 months before Christ. It coincides with Midsummer Eve and the celebration can get quite rowdy late in the evening, we are told. We heard music, but the square outside our flat was empty because everyone was at the celebration. We decided to do what we usually do on New Year's Eve, too much to do on Friday for any late night doings.
My next stop was at my favorite library to give a little gift to my two librarian ladies. I had decorated a spoon for each of them and wanted to see them. One was on holiday, but it was nice to see the other.
As I "just happened" to walk past my felted wool shop, I saw that they had a sale sign in the window. I'm sure it was just for me. I was able to get a felted pod bowl, as they call it, for 20% off. It is beautiful, and I will show it to you as soon as I get part of my act together. Blog will fade away in a few weeks from lack of information, I am sure, unless I have become addicted to my own words, but I do intend to get the last pictures posted and report on our first few days of reentry, so I won't forget that part of our trip. I'm sort of curious about how that will go, to tell the truth. How do you keep the girl down in the country after she has lived five minutes from the IKI?
Then cleaning.
Later in the afternoon, Joris and family arrived to drive us to the sea. It was only a short drive, and we walked through the forest, listening to the sound of the surf down to the sea. It was beautiful. It was windy and the waves were rolling in, but we rolled up our pants legs and got our feet, and our pants legs wet in what I was told was the quite typically warm water. Bless their hearts, I was hoping it was a cold day because of the morning rain, but not so. I just have to say that the delicate flower was able to wade, mostly to be polite and because it made Joris happy, but I would not have been able to submerge mysef, and I am not sure even Del would have been able to bob. Joris had on his little suit under his clothes and ran and jumped and threw rocks and had the best time. So did we. After a while, we went back to the beach and had Adrone's cake, a new recipe, still warm from the oven and sherry or tea. Then we walked a bit and headed home. It was such fun.
Adrone had suggested we get dry clothes and then go to the John's day celebration, but Joris was starting to doze in the car, so I suggested we call it a day and they meet us for dinner the next night.
We cleaned up and went to Stora Antis, had a wonderful dinner and made a reservation for our dinner with them . One more chance to eat at my favorite restaurant. Special turkey, I think.
John's day, by the way, refers to John the Baptist, who was born 6 months before Christ. It coincides with Midsummer Eve and the celebration can get quite rowdy late in the evening, we are told. We heard music, but the square outside our flat was empty because everyone was at the celebration. We decided to do what we usually do on New Year's Eve, too much to do on Friday for any late night doings.
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