On Saturday morning I woke up to the sun shining through the shades.
I turned around on the sofa and tried to fall back asleep. I finally decided to get up and check the time. 06:10 am. I wondered if she would soon wake up when I heard her chirping: tatata, nanana, bababa. She was sitting up hugging her little inanimate friend. She looked up at me with a smile and continued chatting.
Eventually I lifted her out of bed, gave her a little something to drink and took her to the bathroom. Only a baby can look so content sitting on a toilette seat doing number two in company, feet dangling and all. Blessed age…
Then we spent some time on the sofa reading books and singing songs. I let her roam around on the floor and play with a plastic colander. I practiced some yoga and she looked at me with amusement. As I was raising my arms up in the triangle pose she would point up with a tiny index finger and say “ba“.
After breakfast and a coffee at the station, it was time for us to part. She had a party to attend in the company of her parents and I was going on a little outing. So we kissed goodbye and jumped on different trains going in opposite directions.
I think we both had a nice break from our routines: taking a stroll in the temperamental spring weather, eating out, spending time with familiar people in different settings.
Getting sidetracked is not necessarily a bad thing we concluded.
Good days usually start off right and Sunday was just such a day…An early morning with porridge in a warm and sunlit kitchen, followed by a spontaneous walk to the allotment.
Some watering and digging took place before I changed from rubber boots back to sneakers to continue my stroll where I had left off. Short but magical all the same…
Back home I jumped into my striped apron to make veggie burgers with onion rings and whip some vegan cream to go with my equally vegan carrot-cake. Lunch was a total success, not so much because of the food, as because of the company. I had a 10 month-old baby sitting opposite me, smiling and showing off six perfect little teeth.
The adults decided to pack a basket with coffee and cake and enjoy dessert outside. The little person on my lap was clearly appreciative of my gluten and sugarfree confection.
My Japanese hat, Egyptian scarf, sunglasses bought in Brussels and a layer of SPF 50 shielded me against the sun as we were walking back with spirits and bellies content.
A day to remember for its simple perfection.
Chilling can be so much more than sinking into a couch. It is rather a question of pace and attitude and these past evenings have offered a good dose of recreational tempo and relaxation. For instance, I have had good friends coming over for dinner and relegated the dishes to manana.
I have been on leisurely walks and let my eyes rest on carpets of white spring flowers.
I have passed by our allotment and taken detours in the beautiful surroundings.
I have worked out at whimsical times and had late dinners, not thinking of the clock. Knowing that I will most probably wake up at 04.30 am anyway, why would I?
This is the time my eyes pop open these days by a conspiracy of the sun and my bladder.
Birds are chirping like crazy. I peek out of the window before I get back to bed to snooze until six.
I think that for the first time ever I went to see the Valborg pyre. I don’t care so much about the origin of the tradition – watching the flames consume the fuel against the backdrop of the bright spring evening was all I needed to know. It was such a relaxing and soothing sight that left me with feelings of respect and awe.
I couldn’t help thinking of all the people that have, through time, gathered around campfires to keep warm and safe. In 2016, on 30 April, in a green spot of a Swedish town, kids were running around with marshmallows on twigs. People were orbiting around the huge pile of wood, feeding the flaming patches. I took some pictures with my phone, stepping back once in a while to avoid the rain of ashes. Eventually I walked back home with a sense of completion and with hair smelling of thick smoke.