Bonjour juillet

[Hello July] The sun has been setting just before midnight and rising shortly after one. Lilac bouquets have turned the bushes, which edge the sidewalk, into a purple dream. And ducklings have been following us during our evening walks by the river. We’ve had a wonderful month of June, perhaps not as sunny as I’ve known it to be, but at times, these sort of ...

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Bonjour Åsen

[Hello Åsen] This morning, as every morning since the past two weeks or so, I’ve fed Surdeg. Rye flour and water. Stir. Cover. Except, it’s no usual morning. I packed it in my bag. With watercolours and old polaroid cameras. Yes, in ten hours or so, we’ll be in Åsen. The not-so-official I-can’t-wait-for Åsen list. 1. Walking through Åsen forests again. 2. Drawing by the ...

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Bonjour juin

[Hello June] May has been a little crazy. Of the runs in the park slash flight to France slash rosé et mauresque with Anna-Sarah (every single night) slash book writing slash turning my kitchen into a mess to the point of no return slash painting on porcelain plates kind. The sky back home hasn’t been as blue as I remember it. But it’s ok. I ...

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Surprise, surprise – Madeleines aux framboises

[Raspberry madeleines] This morning, the sky turned black, of the bruised kind. And then, clouds started to grumble, roar really. For minutes. And before we knew it – {insert French accent here} surprise, surprise {end of French accent} – rain was pouring down in the kitchen window. I had chocolate lava cakes in the oven. Madeleine batter in the fridge. And a fraisier – just ...

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Through the wrong end of a telescope

I look through the window. And this is all I see. Rain and trees that snow. The very spectacle of April happening before my eyes. But no matter how breathless it makes me feel – every single year – I somehow wish for more. A more I can’t quite define. A more that is so far and unreachable I sometimes wonder if it was real. ...

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Bonjour mars, au revoir mars

[Hello March, goodbye March] I’ve felt raindrops running through my hair; and my dress too. I’ve made a cake. And another one too. I’ve seen blossoms on every tree. I’ve walked in empty avenues, with my eyes closed and his hand on mine. I’ve had dreams I never knew I had. I’ve lied in the grass, under a sun that felt like vanilla ice-lollies and ...

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One night of magic rush

I had forgotten how purposeless words can hold a special meaning. Just like driving endlessly on the smallest roads, with no possibility whatsoever to get lost since we have no destination. And it feels like a moment outside of time. Where the only music is the sound of our hearts and the dreams we had. Dreams made of sun and freshly-picked cherries. Dreams of walking ...

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Bonjour mai

[Hello May] So apparently, May started a week ago. I would love to say that I remember how beautiful the golden hour of the very fist day of the month; but the truth is I don’t. What I know, though, is how amazing the days to come are going to be. A flight to France – the first in a long time, mornings at home ...

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Neige d’avril et petit-déjeuner au lit – Une brioche en cinq minutes

[On April snow and breakfast in bed – A five-minute brioche] When I mentioned the five-minute brioche, I forgot to say it’s more of a five-minute and five-day brioche. Five days where the blossoms turned into snow. Five days where I got less sleep than what a normal night means to you. Five days where everytime I came home, I opened the fridge to imagine ...

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Eglantine

[Rosehip] No matter how hard I try, I can’t get over the fact it took me twenty-five years to realise that the églantine [rosehip] I use on a daily basis at the restaurant is the gratte-cul [itchy-bum] of my childhood; the one thing my dad used to tease me with when we went to the mountains with the hopes – most of the time, fulfilled – ...

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