Early Sunday morning. Too early. Getting some credits for eventual future crumbles early (See “L’avenir appartient à ceux qui se lèvent tôt”). Anyway, I thought I’d go for a walk in Skagen… I heard a lot about it and I wanted to get out of town a little. I was about to step on Denmark’s…… Continue reading I just wanted to go walking in Skagen…
Here it is, proof that the fox has come and peaked at my apartment again! Your honor, I rest my case!
Post number 99… I can barely believe it. 99 posts about Denmark, and anything Danish, and kittens, and Polar Bears and foxes, and walks in my head, and Christmas pictures…. I am anticipating #100. I wonder if WordPress will throw a major cyber-party for me… Will I get a balloon bouquet and a glass…… Continue reading 99 bottles of beer on the wall…
No. Not today… I encourage you to have a good one at your job, and I leave you my share of the fun gladly… Go! Have fun! Do it! Leave me alone.
I got a letter from Odin yesterday. He seems pretty impressed with my interest in the job. And he has a few buts… Among those; Not good looking enough. (Odin will have to do with my face, not changing that) Not tall enough. (Maybe I can find shoes that’ll help) Not fluent yet (Odin doesn’t…… Continue reading Pursuing the Valkyrie dream…
Hello Canada! Something happened last Monday, and I am getting more and more curious… I am used to see Denmark show up most everyday on my stats’ board, and I have a few other usuals too. Canada is not a rare flag to see , especially since I have a good friend visiting every now…… Continue reading Canadian footsteps….
New Nordic acquisition. People will be mean and say it isn’t genuine. I don’t care, to me it has been worn by a tall handsome Viking warrior. And it will definitely be a plus for my Valkyrie application!
I know, I know… This is Facebook material, but I try to spare my family and friends. So now, it’s blogging material too! That’s it.
This morning, still in the keeping-eyes-open process, and dealing with a 3 pound kitten that is convinced she is a cheetah… (Can’t blame her, we all had our phase haven’t we?) First (or about) post my eyes fall upon is called “The perfect wedding dress”… Chill down my spine, but not the usual “Oh-chéri-let’s-get-married-so-I-can-get-a-dress-like-that” chill….…… Continue reading The perfect wedding dress…
J’ai une girouette, d’puis pas très longtemps, Une girouette, un tout p’tit peu rouillée. Qui a le tourni tellement effréné, Que j’sais même plus par où va l’vent. J’ai une girouette, quand vient le soir, Qui pointe au Sud en soupirant. Et au prochain soleil levant, Me tourne le dos en pointant le Nord. J’ai…… Continue reading Ma girouette…
Cyranny's Cove 