People often ask med “So tell me… how is a typical day at your house?” and then they want me to walk them through the day from dawn to dusk, hand in hand.
I often have a hard time answering the question because the days are seldom typical and furthermore absolutely coloured by the seasons, in the wintertime a typical day is one way, in the summertime a typical day is another.
Today I decided to document at typical summer day in our life (for my instagram profile).
As a writer I have been wanting to write a novel in “live time” for a long time (actually I consider my books kind of screenshots of reality, they are always PROCESS, they are never DONE, I´m not the same person anymore as I was when I wrote my first book). It fascinated me to try to experiment with this feeling of “live storytelling”.
If you were one of the people following me on instagram today I´d like to hear about the experience, also compared to the experience of reading the day as a blogpost (below)
Well. Enough about the words. Here´s me.
Since my camera broke the other day (seriously! This life and electronics!) I rely on this used iphone a kind friend gave us a while ago.
I wake up before Jeppe and Sigurd.
I make my freedom coffee and I go drink it outside.
Today I spent a good time in the hammock whilst listening to two squirrels running around (arguing, fighting, mating)
The others wake up. I make breakfast for us. It´s almost always the same, no matter the season
Then it´s time for the daily chores.
Jeppe go feed the animals, fetch water from the well, he empties the bucket underneath the sink. I wash the floor-that-never-gets-clean (because we go in and go out of the house so many times during the day)
Then me and Sigurd went to pick chamomile because it´s ready now, we pick a little bit each day (important for winter tea!)
And then nettle seeds (can be used kind of like chia seeds, I use them in bread (but beware, they affect consistency) and in salads and stews and stuff.
Lunch is almost always the main dish during the summer days
We call this “home school” (he learns a lot about numbers and quantities playing this game)
Then off to work again
It is blueberry season. We´d like to collect around two kilos each day.
Today we went to a place we call Caribbean Bay to combine the berry picking with the weekly bath, this is our summer bathroom
Picking berries, picking berries, later another resident of the forest (author Maja Elverkilde and her son) had the same idea, today was a good day for a bath. So they arrive and we hang out.
A lot of blueberrypicking took place before this picture was taken
Then home. Some of the blueberries goes into the romtopf, others go on the drier whilst a lot is saved for tomorrows big marmelademaking day. We dry the berries (and the chamomile and the nettle seeds) on this construction placed above the wood burning stoves
For dinner we just eat boiled eggs, carrots and peas picked fresh from the garden and then we hang out for a while around the camp fire
We had marshmallows for dessert. We just did.
I spend my evenings on this fur, writing, thinking and when it gets dark we go inside, it´s dark now, so we´re inside and I told you, didn´t I, I could instagram the fuck out of this life if I wanted to (but I didn´t want to because I thought it was important to acknowledge the pain and the sorrow too) (and the granate shock of changing reality as one does when one decides to run into the wild) smiley, heart!