I’m one of those who really long for the warmer seasons to come. It’s great with snow at Christmas and all that, but now I’m ready for spring and summer. Never the less, days like we’ve had today, bring out my inner winter enthusiast that seldom sees the daylight.
Bright sun from clear blue sky, white snow with glittering crystals, well I have to admit it, I love my Fairy-tale country.
This shot of the morning conversation between beautiful Rebecca and mr Piglet, is my photo of Everyday Life. Once again, the theme of the relationship between animals and human beings is a reoccurring theme in my life, and I truly believe that we get a better life living in coexistence with our animal friends.
I looked through some photos from this summer today, and there were a lot portraying children with animals. This is of course a result of many successful tours during the holiday, but it made me think about the phenomena children and animals.
My first pet and great love in life was a rabbit called Peter. I was four years old, and I had Peter in my doll stroller and both he and I were satisfied with our arrangements, I’m told. I used to bring him with me to the playground, and returned quickly if some of the older kids were playing there. I was afraid of some of them, and my Mom understood that I needed to bring Peter rabbit with me. This made my perfect excuse, if there were any children I didn’t want to spend time with present at the playground, I returned so that they shouldn’t bother Peter. (Or me…)
When I was nine, I got a hamster who I named Henrik. Later that same year, my sister met a boy, who went on to be her first real boyfriend. When he told her that his name was Henrik, she laughed and told him that we had his name-brother at home. He thought she was talking about one of our brothers, and became quit confused when he understood that she was talking about my hamster.
Henrik (not the boyfriend) lived a comfortable life, if we can disregard that Sunday morning, when he’d disappeared and the whole family was searching. Well not everyone, my Mom was finishing the breakfast dishes, and started the dishing machine. That’s when we understood were Henrik had gone! There were a loud scream, my Mom open the door, and surfing out on the wave of hot water, my beloved hamster Henrik returned. After this episode, he never could walk a straight line again, but he lived for three more years. And how many times does a hamster need to be able to walk a straight line?
A part from rabbits and hamsters, my family had some goldfish. But we never promoted us to the bigger responsibilities, like a dog. Maybe this is the reason that all my siblings at one time of their adult lives have had dogs. And if you are a regular reader on this blog, you know that I’ve got to cats, Bajas and Baltazar.
When the rabbits became too many, (we started out with four, and quite quickly had 27,) we donated the whole family to the local Zoo. (Not Peter, he stayed with me!) This is over thirty years ago, and the local zoo has grown to be a huge amusement park, one of the favourite parks in the Nordic countries. I and my family still feel a little bit of ownership towards the rabbits, though.
I usually visit the park once a year, normally bringing some of my nephews and visiting friends. This year we were accompanied by my friend BM and her two daughters, and it was a delight to observe the children’s fascination of the animals, once again. The children were aged nine, seven and five, and we spent the whole day at the zoo, from ten to seven! This day inspired the curiosity of the children in a way that is pure joy. They were full of questions, and learned a lot during the day, and were full of new information on their way home. They notice little details and experience the sensation of understanding; this day was a new level of learning for all of them.
I think that there is nothing as beautiful as the companionship between children and animals, and I’m so glad when I see that natural connection between them, and the children’s fascination of the animals.
I admit it: When it comes to bags, I am a shopaholic. And maybe when it comes to shoes, as well, and accessories, and …… But that will be themes for later blog post.
Back to my bags: I recently help my Dad cleaning out some of the garage, and there I found a box containing some old toys of mine, including my first handbag. Being the youngest of four children, I started marking my stuff from an early age, as you can see I’ve written Ellen to the best of a tree year old ability…
Now, I don’t think that any of my brothers would have tried to take my bag, and my sister probably had one on her own, but I really think that I was around the age of tree, when I discovered the joy of possessing multiple handbags!
I know a lot of people, especially men, wonder why I need so many handbags; it’s clearly just possible to use one at the time…
My passion for handbags is not only in the use, even though I never leave my house without one. A handbag is so much more than a bag to carry your wallet and make up in. First of all, I know several persons, including me, that have our whole lives in the handbag of the day. When my sister comes with her huge and brilliant bag, my brother in law usually comments that “Here comes Ida and her apartment!”
I don’t usually buy that large handbags for myself, I like them a little bit smaller. (And I don’t have four children, my bags are all for me only) I have some of them, though, and they are great for a couple of days and useful for weekends away. My favourite is the white Donna Karan bag, which is one of the few designer bags that I own.
A handbag can of course be a fashion statement, and is that for most of us, at one or several points in our lives. I still feel the thrill when I dust off my first designer bag I bought at the age of fifteen.
Having said that, I must admit, that for me there is so much more to the love of handbags and I’ve never been so particular focused at those designer handbags. This is of course also due to economy and the fact that I see so many bags that I just love, and feel the need to buy. It’s a choice, if you want to buy multiple handbags, you cannot buy only designer handbags.
My handbags are my souvenirs. Whenever I travel, I always end up buying a new handbag, and very often I don’t restrict myself to the one. That’s why I came home with eight bags from Dublin, and five from Rome.
Using handbags as souvenirs is brilliant. Whenever I use my blue big bag from Copenhagen, I think of all the fun I had there, and when I see my summarily multiple colour bag from Athen I think of the day we spent there before going off sailing for two weeks.
Shopping for handbags abroad also prevent me from having the same handbags that everybody else have. They become a part of my unique style, and not everybody would feel comfortable carrying all of my bags. My first shoe bag is from Paris. I love it, and I’ve used it in several weddings and small handbag occasions. I found my second shoe hand bag in Dublin, and yes, I have the matching pumps.
My all-time favourite special handbag was also bought in Paris, not by me, but for me. My good friend Vegar, carillonist and shopping lover, saw this pink handbag in Paris several years ago, and bought it to me. The first time I ever used it, was when he had his carillon diploma concert at the City Hall of Oslo. It’s not an everyday bag, this I pull out for those special occasions.
Since we still are in summer season, my bag de jour is my pink Guess bag, and so it has been for weeks. I love it, and it’s just the right size for my life as it is, right now.
My passion for beautiful and unique handbags has taken me on some crazy shopping trips, and I wouldn’t have missed out on any of those occasions. And tips on the road, if you see a great handbag on your vacation, buy it! Or you might continue your life thinking of the one you left behind.
There is nothing that can get me in a greater summer mood than great nail art. Today I found some old photos of my nails, done by professionals… The first photo shows my nails done in Benidorm, Spain. It was years ago, but wow, I still think they were great!
Today I met a woman with great nail art, and I just stopped her and complimented her. (I thought on my random act of kindness project, as well…) They were done as watermelons, and I’ve never seen this in real life. They were great.
She was a tourist, from New York, and she just e-mailed me a promised picture of her nails in a strawberry style she had done earlier this summer. They were also great! Thanks Olivia, for letting me sharing 🙂
I couldn’t write this post on nail art for the summer without some serious work on my own nails, so this is what I’ve done this afternoon…
Thanks for the inspiration, Olivia, and all others who like to keep the summer on the tip of your fingers.
I must admit it I’m one of those that actually thought that we would have a nice summer this year… And yes, we have had some nice days in between, but no consistency! So instead of sitting in the garden or at the beach, enjoying the sun I’ve found myself doing a lot of other activities:
Since my garden furniture has not been used this summer, I’ve had the pleasure of cleaning it several times this season. And since the rain has been pouring down several times during a week, the fact is that a simple task of cutting the grass has become a science, when to cut, how to cut wet grass, and so on. I have failed to complete the task though, even me, the routine person, has failed. You see, I usually poor myself a glass of wine after cutting the grass, in normal summer seasons. Since the weather has postponed my duties of cutting grass, I’ve gone directly to the glass of wine…
It’s a well-known fact, that when summer is bad, the shopping malls get higher income. Several families tend to spend the majority of their vacation in the activity of shopping, instead of enjoying a nice day at the beach, the park, the cabin… When the sun disappears, the hidden credit cards get maxed out. Since I’ve enjoyed a long vacation this year, my credit card maxed out weeks ago. Well, I stick to my shopping routine with the girlfriends, even though I don’t do any shopping anymore… You see, we always go to a bar to end the shopping spread. So I’ve just started to go directly to the bar… Nothing’s like a Cosmopolitan with the girlfriends after some summer shopping.
3 GET VISITORS
Well, this is not exactly a sunless summer activity; I always get visitors during the summer holiday. The x-tra activity by having visitors that you can’t accompany to the beach, to the park, to the cabin, because of the bad weather, tend to imply a lot of visits to amusement parks, were we all can enjoy a rainy day which imply that most of the fun stuff to do is closed due to security reasons. We usually end up in a tent and hope to find some ice-cream for the kids, and adult beverages, at least for me. Yesterday I was singing my way home…
4 GETTING UPDATED ON THE WORLD OF TELEVISION
Well, I stole this one from my friend Nina, who said that she’d never seen so many programs on television… For me, that’s not the case, since all the rain plays into action with my parabola antenna and causes a black screen at my house. But I agree with Nina, who said that she and her husband had gotten into the habit of drinking some wine, while they followed the series… I’ve been excluded of following the series, but the wine part is done!
5 REDECORATING THE HOUSE
I know many of you have been active in redecorating rooms this summer. This is an activity that I often think of as a winter activity, or autumn,, I mean, redecorating the living room before Christmas, so that the colours just coordinate with your favourite ornaments, with some early Christmas music in the background, zipping to a deep red wine… It’s a winter activity! Decorating in the summer season should be limited to the outdoors areas, and topped with some chilled champagne in a nice sunny garden… Well, as mentioned under Gardening, there have not been many occasions of using the garden this season. The champagne and dark red wine have not been excluded, though.