Sunday, June 14, 2009

we didn't want it to end

yup, there they are again.
i can't stop taking their picture.

around 5:30 p.m., the three of us retired to the upper garden (our property has a hill behind the house, so this isn't as exotic as it sounds). 

a place to relax in the upper garden

sabin brought her basket of pens and pencils and a book to draw in. husband had a cider and i had a glass of spiers inspire chardonnay. i brought my sketchbook and some pastels as well. we relaxed and chatted and lit some candles and got our little bitty mexican oven fired up (mostly to smoke away any mosquitos in the area). we tried to count the buds on the peonies (more than 75) and the giant poppy (more than 20), we wondered aloud when the first strawberries will be ready (in a week or so), we discussed when the roses would be just right to pluck some and bring them in to sugar some of the petals for exotic desserts, like anna did on frilandshaven.

all of the recent rain made the creek overflow

it was so wonderful, sitting there in the cool early evening air, listening to the birds and talking and laughing that we put off getting dinner started. and then we decided to cook it and eat it outside because we didn't want the lovely day to end.

snobrød roasting on an open fire

i could hear the panic rising in sabin's voice as it neared 8 p.m., which was when we said we'd go in and start winding down and getting her off to bed. there's still two more weeks of school here, tho' we now officially have that feeling tara talked about a few weeks ago...we're just so ready for school to be done and the summer to start.  and after a weekend of climbing trees and walks in the park and ice cream and snobrød (bread cooked on a stick over a fire--see above) and a game of rundbold (a sort of baseball with really weird rules--like that you can have as many people on base at a time as you want), peach cobbler and rhubarb cake, a batch of hyldeblomst juice, two riding lessons, lots of sunshine, tons of sewing and making things--it just seemed so hard that it all had to come to an end.

at the top of the troldebøg (weeping beech?) trees at the little castle in jægerspris

i guess if weekends weren't so short, we probably wouldn't appreciate them as much as we do.  but we sure are sad to see this one go.

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20 comments:

Seaside Girl said...

Sounds like a blissful weekend. And what a fantastic pair of converse. Have major shoe envy.

elk said...

so true about weekends ...they rush by but by the looks of your magical images you made it a special one!
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elk

spudballoo said...

Oh so perfect! Although I'm all done with this weekend LOL, Camp Spud was all very good and well but resulted i broken back (me, damn blow up mattress), x2 VERY tired and grumpy boys all day due to 10pm bedtime, x1 exhausted but pretending not to be husband, 4 hours of camp erection (giggle) and dismantling etc. Phew. And we didn't even leave the farm, LOL!

I'm thinking my original idea of a new, imported, customised VW campervan was WAAAAAY better. And MrSpud is so mean for not wanting to spend bazillion pounds on one. Harumph.

Love you photos, as ever. I crush you x

iasa said...

That sounds lovely. I miss those weekends when the boys still wanted to do things with me.

Ponyboy said...

I love your blog! The layout and your posts are all so amazing to me. Everything you blog about looks and sounds magical.

Vancouver's Enviro Girl said...

Is that the hubby? I can see why you followed him home that day...

beth said...

the reason we love weekends, wait for weekends, fill our weekends, tire ourselves out on weekends, eat to much on weekends....is because they are so incredibly short !!

wow...you hit the nail on the head with that statement and now I'm off to soak in the last little bit of my weekend !!

Boutique By Bonnie said...

What a perfect lovely evening to treasure in your memory! I keep those memories for the times that aren't so perfect.

B said...

Uh oh, is that the husband? Your evening sounds lovely!

Georgie K. Buttons said...

That sounds so fun. It looks beautiful, too. Can I come and visit? ;)

Optimistic Pessimist said...

It was a wonderful beautiful weekend here too! I'm looking forward to many more like this one.

rxBambi said...

Your life sounds fantastic...can I be you for a while? Seriously. It sounds like a fairy tale. Tell me something bad so I wont be jealous anymore.

Shweta said...

I completely agree with rxBambi!

I haven't had such a day/night in a long time! And those 'snobrad' look terribly delicious!

Have fun!

Char said...

*sigh* beautiful weekend...I want to linger over a lovely fire like this.

Stacey Childs said...

Sigh.

How about if I tell you about the flu and blocked noses and woozy heads and open fires and giant glasses of red wine and whole days spent reading a book with no feelings of guilt and the rain on the roof and oh who am I kidding. Summer is simply better. Just you wait till it's my turn.

Also we have that bread too, we call it damper, it's delicious with butter and jam, they all melt into one bug gooey mess.

(And fantastic converse boots by the way)


:)

Kristina * said...

early summer evenings outside are just the best! lucky you to have a gardeb, sound like you had a fab time!

Just A. Girl said...

I had a wonderful Sunday too. My views are quite as pretty as yours and my story not quite as whimsical...but I imagine we felt much the same way...truly soaking in the day.

Molly said...

GET THIS: my VW is 'hotter'. I kid you not!
Bizarro ...
Anyhoo I was going to say that now that the (utterly cool) shoe is on the other foot I feel awful about all my lovin'-summer posts when you were in the depths of winter. It almost physically hurts not to be able to sit outside 'til 8pm anymore :( But I'm also very happy for y'all. Sounds divine x
(hotter - really, I'm a little spooked ... )

Lisa-Marie said...

coolest. Shoes. EVER!

Bee said...

I echo most of these thoughts! This morning, so warm and lovely, and I couldn't help but think what a PAIN that we had to do the long school-run instead of lazing around in the grass.

Our first strawberry looks like it will be read in less than a week!