This Friday Marcus and I celebrated our 10 years anniversary. The picture above is our wedding picture. Looking at it feels like staring into another world… how we have changed! How our values have changed! Our wedding was a huge deal with all the trimmings, morning suit, silk dress (tailor made), star chef, party in… Read More 10 Years of Marriage – How Things Change
Not the Cage Aux Folles, but it very well could be 🙂 About year ago i bought two rabbit does, more or less on a whim – I have a tendency to do things like that… sometimes it moves things forward, sometimes it becomes yet another project I never finished. This one seemed for a… Read More The Rabbit Cage
This week on our little finca we have had visitors – a Danish/Norwegian world schooling family who is traveling Europe for a year came by to visit us. A few months ago I joined the Facebook group World Schoolers because friends of mine told me it would be a great way of connecting to other… Read More World Schoolers For The Win!
Merry Christmas! I hope everybody has a lovely time and spend time with loved ones, get some time to rewind and relax. We are celebrating at a very very low pace and it is becoming us well – Christmas eve we were just the 4 of us here, eating good food and opening a few… Read More Merry Christmas and After The Rain 3
Last week when I posted about the rain I promised that once the internet was up and running again I would post the pictures. And then the internet worked again, and my computer broke… and since all the pictures were on it I wasn’t really able to just make do with the tablet as I… Read More After the Rain 2
Last week Málaga saw some of the worst rain it has seen since 1989, and large parts of the city was flooded, damages on houses roads etc have not yet been estimated, a woman died and several animals have drowned. It is a tragedy that is increasing in occurance here in Europe and whether it… Read More After the Rain
Yes, we are still here on our mountain. The last year have been hard. A family conflict ripped up in a lot of old trauma. Trauma that I have been working very hard on not looking at – because I knew that if I did I would end up like a small curled up ball… Read More Stil alive on the Mountain