27 July 2010
25 July 2010
24 July 2010
I couldn't figure out the intercom, so I ran out into the stairwell to open the front door, turned around to fetch the key and watched the door slam shut in my face. Glenn waited sweaty and weary by the front door, when I opened it saying: I messed things up for us...
If you get locked out, the landlords here don't have an extra copy of the key, so you drill up the lock and install a new. This didn't seem to be a good option for us and the family we house sit for are far away.
After long vertiginous minutes of thinking and searching the yard, saying sorrys and thinking whys, a kind neighbour lent us his ladder that was much too short. Glenn climbed it, the house and in through the open window and he didn't fall down upon us.
Having a home is a lovely thing.
22 July 2010
(Pics from our first day in Berlin.)
Today I'm the strong silent kind (hungover).
The Glenn is visiting Native Instruments and I'm here with you.
Berlin is turning our pale Swedish backs into red hot crab meat:
Our hides are sour, our feet pissed off and our minds happy at ease.
My camera is resting on the cool white floor of Anja's work room.
Holiday can be exhausting for both beast and machine.
16 July 2010
Today, this Friday, Jacob and Jana get married at the Berliner Fernsehturm.
We wish we could join them but we had already got our tickets when we found out.
We'll join them in thought though and meet up on their honey moon - their honeymoon and our - three - week - long - holiday in dusty hot wunderbar Berlin.
Come Saturday my computer goes into repair and come Monday we fly fly away.
Blogging is bound to get a little scarcer, my dears.
15 July 2010
14 July 2010
Meltingly, sticky, honey eyed as the honey of a tiger eye, night and day hot hot hot.
As I took these photos a woman came up to me and told me that the old lady that's planted and been fuzzing over these beautiful blossoms is getting too ill to do so, from age and warmth.
She said: "We have to hurry and take these (photos) now. They are wilting."
I said: "Det är nu de är som vackrast. Now they are the most beautiful."
I got a teensy tiny, extra job today! Exactly what I needed.
I was hired with the words: "We're not looking for anyone cool."
So now you know.
Autumn, be good to me.
Posted by Ella
12 July 2010
"The classical phrase utilized by ancient Roman and Medieval cartographers used to be HIC SVNT LEONES (literally, Here are lions) when denoting unknown territories on maps", Wikipedia dearest tells me.
This morning, before breakfast and coffee, I contemplate this year. Where it's been, where it's going. It feels like spring was a mellow start with long haul projects yet to pan out into a clear something something.
This autumn will have uncharted territories, possibly full of lions. Me and Glenn starting our own record label. Lots of hooks waiting for fishies and new hooks having to be prepped. Familiar conditions getting turned upside down, both by choice and necessity.
The tingle in my belly is getting worse.
Do you look forward to your autumn?
11 July 2010
A picnic and going swimming with my tiny family.
Cold Becks with the neighbour on his sunny house balcony.
A cheap dinner with friends at the local tapas place.
An unexpected park birthday party.
Staying up in the dark, listening to music with friends,
watching foxes, badgers and hares make speedy silhouettes.
Tomorrow is another summer day.
Sleepy kisses, Ella.