home grown salads, wind in my hair and my favorite people.

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noko av det beste med dette huset er at det funkar som ein magnet på mine beste personar. denne veka kom frøy fra geilo for å vera ei natt, me feira svigerfar sin bursdag og åt pavlova på sjukehuset. så reiste me heim og drakk rabarbrasaft+russisk vodka i stova. dagen etter reiste me på øyri og snegla på dei fine antikvitetsbutikkane som var stengt som berre det. så åt me salat til middag og rulla i graset med hundane.

translation:
one of the best parts about living in this house is that it works like a magnet, attracting my favorite people. this week frøy came from geilo to stay the night. we celebrated my father in law’s birthday and ate pavlova at the hospital. then we went home and had rhubarb cordial with russian vodka. the day after we went down town to look at the lovely antique stores that were, of course, closed. then we had a salad for dinner and rolled around in the grass with the dogs.

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