Anna has been extremely helpful since arriving as our first guest at the Red House. As well as lifting heavy objects, cutting up many boxes and foraging for berries, she also helped me make dinner tonight. According to Mirinda, I’m not usually very good with sharing my kitchen, but I reckon I’ve deposited that particular nonsense to the myth bin of history.
It wasn’t just the cooking, either. I’d planned Swedish meatballs and had her help roll them. I was surprised that it only took half the time it usually takes, especially given we talked as we rolled, something I have never managed on my own.
The meatballs also turned out the perfect size. Gugge would have approved. They also tasted perfect as well.
It followed a day that I spent at the house pulling things apart and moving boxes of books around, while Mirinda and Anna toured the local area. They popped into the Commune, then Tullgarns Slott, where they managed to join a guided tour, before heading to the loppis at Vagnhärad where they managed not to buy anything.
It was Anna’s final full day with us and, to celebrate, the weather decided to give her a bit of variety. While the morning was bright, sunny and actually almost hot (Anna said she finally broke into a sweat while taking her morning jog), the afternoon saw it rain and, by the time the sun had gone, it went a bit torrential.
We finished the day with a podcast, something we started to do while at the Commune. Then it was because there was no television. At the Red House, on the other hand, it’s because there’s no broadband yet. Mind you, I finally found box 67 of 67 today. It contained all the cables, so I’ll, hopefully, be able to hook up my laptop.
Not that we’ve particularly missed the TV. Listening to a podcast after dinner, then discussing it before bed, has been delightful, particularly with Anna’s Princeton input.
Speaking of input, here’s her last successful forage.
We’re really going to miss her.
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