The sky was just stunning this evening. A few days ago the clock changed to wintertime and now it gets dark already at 4pm. Me and Kika had a lovely walk down the harbour and back. Every time I walk down the pier I can’t help being amazed by living in such a beautiful place.
During one of the daily doggy-walks we ventured off the trail. It’s been raining heavily the last week and parts of the trail had turned into a flood. Walking, climbing and jumping rocks is not much fun when it’s slippery and we eventually had to turn back the same way we came. I exclaimed -This was a really bad idea! Then next second Kika sniffs something on the ground and I call out in joy -what a fantastic idea to go this way! We found mushrooms! In Swedish they are called Taggsvamp and according to Google translate in English they are called Hedgehogs… Enough for a yummy sandwich with taggsvamp fried in butter and garlic for lunch. Wonder if Kika can find truffles to?
Kika is back! We got to look after her earlier this year, see earlier post Walking the dog, and now we have another two weeks with her. She definitely remembers her last stay. Last time it took her a while to figure out we weren’t dangerous but this time she rushed right in and smothered us all with wet sloppy kisses. I must say this weather doesn’t really make you want to go outside but a dog is a very good reason.
Today turned into big tidy-day. I picked up bits of plastic and other rubbish that wind and people have thrown into our garden, put away garden furniture, brought all potted flowers into the basement and chucked away dead plants. I’ve worried about the compost being too wet but checking on it today it looks great! Lots of moist dark soil ready for spring. I’m surprised how many flowers are still blooming. Another surprise came from cleaning out the bike-shed, the hens (or one of them?) have laid ten eggs in there! Now we’ll have to do the old trick- egg in a waterglass to see how old they are.
I posted on Facebook the other day a picture of my barn turned into a temporary studio and someone commented -uh more dead stuff? Yes. I asked myself a lot of questions going out there, taking pictures of dead birds, fish and the cat. Would there be any people buying pictures of dead animals? But realised that no, the only important thing is if I enjoy the pictures. I’ve tried it before and it’s never successful, any time where I’ve thought I will do what people want to buy it’s failed. As soon as I realised this I found this joy in my heart that I’ve repressed for a while… So I find myself in the barn on a rainy night taking pictures of dead animals. I use the Sinar and develop the film in a tray in pitch dark in the basement. My plan is to make Polymer plates at the course I am currently taking in town. It was a joy using the large format camera zooming in on the objects. Many people will find it morbid and strange but I think it’s beautiful.
All of a sudden the garden is covered in feathers. The hens are getting ready for winter while the days are rapidly getting shorter. A week ago we were drowning in eggs, 7 a day. I sold and gave away all of them just to, a few days ago, wake up to one egg a day. While the rest of the gang have figured out it’s best to drop a few feathers a time so the new winter feathers have time to grow out Maggie has shed almost all. She looks like a scruffy little poodle! Completely bare chest, neck and back with what’s left of her tailfeathers stod straight up. She’s shivering in the cold so I am really hoping that she’ll grow a new wintercoat very soon.