Showing posts with label huts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label huts. Show all posts

Friday, 25 June 2010

EARLY RENDEZVOUS, A FAREWELL FOR A WHILE



Hello dear all of you,

Early morning of the Midsummer Eve and a walk while everyone else were still asleep. All silent, but the summer wind and Mr. Bunny, who I met many times on different paths. He was certainly having the most fresh breakfast of dandelions and a bit of the flowers of the allotment garden. Then we met on a meadow and I was already sure that he had marked the same route to his unplanned morning walk map.

Vanya won the give-away, congratulations! I will send it to you after my holiday as I still did not reach you. Thank you to everyone for writing your messages and wishes, every one of them I read carefully and keep in my mind, being so happy about them.

A bag is filled with a summer book and small provisions, in the afternoon I will travel 1937 kilometers away. Then on Monday some 4016 km more. We will meet in August again!

Bonfires, summer lake waves, warm forests with wood-sorrels and meadows of green to you,
Please be well,

Anna Emilia

Tuesday, 13 April 2010

SAWING, NAILING, PAINTING, WHISTLING




The small allotment garden and their huts are finally awake in my neighbor. Yesterday the first small yellow flower popped on my bicycle trip there. An older woman was carrying a pile of cut branches inside her fences and asked if I am on my way to work too (in one of the gardens). "I am just a passer-by adoring these small yards. And searching for the first flowers of the spring. I saw one, the very first one, just behind me." "Oh you did? That is a happy thing. I go to see it too."

This morning I built my own allotment huts. They are flood-safe. Maybe also seacoast safe. Mountain safe for sure! But to nail better I need to learn, because I am not sure these are rain- or windproof though. Maybe sealing them better would do. (Other huts: 1, 2, 3.)

Dear Shokoofeh, thank you so much for the award of Tea, flowers and sunshine! These pictures are for you, maybe one day we can drink tea together in a real allotment garden of mine (: