adventures

it does take the wind out of my sails just a bit to lose good pictures.  i thought i'd gotten them all uploaded, handed the phone to greg for his adventure out with william, henry, and william's friend, and told him to go ahead and delete the pictures, i'd put them all on the computer.  only i hadn't.  so there are many good pictures... poof! of the old grain mill, the mill stones, henry and greg peeking their heads out of the barn's second floor window, the picture william took of me, and the one i took of him.  well, we lose things.

but some did make it onto the computer... of our adventures on thursday and then greg, william, and henry's adventure yesterday... so we can enjoy those of course!


first, tadre mølle... an old preserved mill farm, not too far from us, but not easy to access using public transportation...







the garden... with greens and flower ringed beds...

bean pole... 

 the impetus for the visit... to catch something in nets... preferably crayfish and that sort of thing...

searching... 

waiting...

looking out at the countryside...

and back to their path toward the garden and their bridge to the woods...

onto the little wooded trail...

looking up to the tall trees...

and back to the fisherman...

trying this place and that...

in the end... he managed to catch a dead bug and rescue a live one... this though was just an unidentified bit of scruff...

and greg caught this rock... which had been the resting spot of a leech... though he'd escaped by the time i took the rock's photograph...

henry and me into the woods... up a tall hill...

better to crawl...

and over to the sheep, who were not interested in turning for the camera...

or for henry's 'baaa's'...

later, greg, henry, and i drove over to a peninsula off the fjord called bognæs.  a place we'd biked to last summer at some point-- probably our furthest bike ride with the burley.

another nap...

and lots of deer.  this was a little guy.  he seemed too little to be away from his mom, but other than sensing us in the distance, he seemed to be pretty confident...

more tall trees...

as close as we got to the water on this day...

and yesterday, greg, william, and henry's adventure to stevns klint... cliffs on the island we live on... to the south of us...

ice cream goes hand in hand with a beach day for these boys...

greg trying to get a picture of henry, or maybe henry trying to get a picture of greg...

exploring the museum...

and having fun at the park...

my own little update... is that i had my easiest day of chemo this time around, but my most laid-out-on-the-couch weekend directly following chemo... so the rhyme or reason to it is not entirely clear, but it seems that the cumulative effects of chemo, at least with regard to this weekend, seem to be making their presence felt.  the amount of nausea (minimal) has held steady however, so i can't complain about that.

well, take care for now!