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| anatole found a broken baby bird egg in the yard of the new house |
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| close-up |
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| anatole and i made these. the danes eat them in koldskål, a buttermilk based dessert. they taste like little round biscotti. |
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| the first step is to roll the dough into a long rope from which small uniform pieces are cut and rolled into little balls. These are the balls after baking - the addition in the lower right corner is a snow man made by anatole |
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| using a serrated bread knife, each little piece gets cut in two (slightly tedious) |
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| the halves are then baked for a golden brown, crunchy finish |
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| anatole will find any opportunity to get out the sprinkles |
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| his masterpiece |
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| a face only a mother could love. the picture does not do justice to the amount of flour that ended up all over him |
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| i tried to take a picture of our sprinkle-covered floor but ended up with a rather clean looking surface: you had to be there |
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| away with the sprinkles! |
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| this is geometry + grass heaven |
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| i get lost in this pattern, in a good way |
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| parking lot sign at the school: turn off your engine - do not let it run for more than one minute. |
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| bee house |
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| one of my favorite spots - the best office building number ever |
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| flowers still in bloom |
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| our monkey |
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| CHARRRGGGE!!! |
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| tire swing selfie |
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| we got photo bombed! |
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| orange, version one... |
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| orange II: already? carved pumpkins at our local nursery. september 28 is too early, dear danes. |