Nisser

Nisser is everywhere in December. Here is one of them, resting against a (candle) tree.

More about nisser at this post from December 2008
Counting the days

This candle has 24 numbers, one for each day until christmas at 24.12. The tradition with counting down by burning a candle bit by bit, is told to be older than the 67 years that have passed sine a firm in 1942 started to produce and sell “calender-candles”. Before that time, people managed to make the candle-counting in one way or another, without help from professional candle counting designers and salesmen. But that is of course looong time ago…
Sign

This sign always make me wish to know which demands it is suppose to meet. Man or bird… I promise to read it next time I´m there.
Hortensia leaving

The Hortensia are a pleasure to watch, when it is leaving for the winter. Much more colorful than any other time in it´s cycle.
(Belated happy Thanksgiving to my american blogfriends.)
Christmas cactus

Problems with the internet connection in the past week made it impossible for me to make any new post. Now that it seems to be in order, I´ll immediately post a colourful photo, to offset the dark november collage. This little chistmas cactus is from my mothers home. She bought it a few months before she died. Every winter, it sends me these wonderful red flowers, reminding me of how unpredictable our life is.
November
Scott Views Infinitum has made a new assignment, this time the theme is “November”. Please join if you like.
November in Denmark means increasing darkness, bad weather and not many people at the streets. This year, we have had only 3 (three) hours of november-sunshine. My collage is made by photos taken the past days, sorry for the missing optimism. I´ll make a more colorfull as my next post.
I´ve said it before; this kind of weather is a good reason to stay inside and HYGGE, with a lot of christmas cakes and candy. Did I tell you that christmas is here? Well it is – in the shops! And we, -the customers- are easy to persuade buying it all, in the name of HYGGE. No one can see the extra weight it causes anyway, in these dark months.
Grown-up.
My son is 18 today. “Come of age” is what I can find in the wordbook right now. We are calling it “MYNDIG”, which means that he according to the law is a grown-up.
He is allowed to vote, to drive a car, (with a license), sign any dokument, get any kind of payment card, borrow money, get married, buy cigarets, ……oh dear, life was more easy, when all there was to worry about, was if the hiding place would be discovered……. At least for me!
Happy birthday!
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