On Sunday it was Nasjonaldag (national Norwegian day),
we went to trondheim and watched the parade, gazed at all the wonderful traditional regional clothes and ate pølser, waffles and pancakes.
I spent a lot of my time outside, doing various nice jobs – from cleaning the chicken shed (i love to observe them, and i love the running ducks) to giving nearly-dead-plants a second life. And after some sad first efforts (more of a stone than a bread), i succeeded in baking two real breads. Hurra hurra hurra!
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