Had to go to the local shopping centre ('mall' for those of a Transatlantic nature) for birthday gift for #1 Chick Friend. Didn't buy one so have to go back tomorrow (need it for the weekend). The sculpture in the picture - the characters are life-sized and mounted on a walkway - is one of the more interesting ones there.
Here in Denmark the flags come out when it's someone's birthday. Today is my friend Lisette's (aka #1 Chick Friend) 33rd. And okay, the flag in the picture has nothing to do with that, but I still thought I'd send her a little greeting. Have a good one, and I'll see you this weekend :-)
Nice little creeper-and-drainpipe detail by the fire escape...
OK, OK; I admit it. I didn't have a picture yet, daylight was failing, I was getting desperate. So sue me.
Now, haven't had it checked yet, but looks as if I'd picked five out of seven on last night's National Lottery draw. Which means, if I've calculated correctly, I will get something like fourteen times my stake back. Now, if only that made up for all the weeks I lost... ;-)
Anyway, if I'm right, well... it's not big money, but there's a local bookstore that will see a few extra sales rung up (and if I'm wrong, well, what the hey... it's for a good purpose). So, fingers crossed.
Stand of Eranthis hyemalis I saw today. Saw some last weekend too. Thing is, it's way too early - normally I wouldn't expect them to be blooming until late February or thereabouts. Crazy weather...
A sight for sore eyes:
Okay, explanation: This is not a bus. It is a mobile gateway to a million universes. Also known as the Bookmobile.
No update yesterday - sorry - I was in a 'bleaaargh' mood. Still am, really.
Here's yesterday's pic, though - our local parish church shortly after sunrise, silhouetted dramatically against a wuthering sky (OK, enough purple prose already), as seen from my building.
Ahh, this is the life: Sleeping in, then just hang in front of the computer guzzling coffee and watching 'Family Guy'. My kind of Sunday.
Went to do a little shopping, and decided to take a short cut home. Along a dirt path. After several days' intermittent rain. And with plenty of sodden leaves lying around too. And no frost to harden the ground.
So now I have to do laundry.
PS: the only injury sustained was to my pride.
Like most people, I like getting something for nothing. So I participate in a lot of competitions. And yesterday I got a surprise by parcel post: I'd won a comp that a frozen food company ran last autumn! A lovely-lovely (read: almost-too-cutesy) heart-shaped cast-iron casserole pot...
... and four matching ramekins (and yes, that is a lovely word, Jen O)...
... so I'm celebrating my luck by cooking a nice goulash-style casserole dish. I love casseroles.
The twin spires of Roskilde Cathedral.
The oldest parts of the cathedral date back to the 12th century; since 1995 the cathedral has been on Unesco's World Heritage List.
I'll try and get a better picture at a later date.
Brief edit: there's more info (and piccies) to be found here.
Admittedly not the best of picture-taking conditions - through the rain-spattered window of a moving bus - but trust me, this recently developed housing area doesn't benefit much even from brilliant sunshine - not what I'd call inviting or inspiring. True, I don't live there (nor do I know anyone who does), but I've passed through it on several occasions. The houses are nicely varied in appearance (and probably cost a fortune to build), but aside from that it's just near-deserted streets, half the area is just one construction site after another, and apart from a school and a kindergarden there are no facilities of any sort, not even a convenience store. Dunno why people want to live there...
A bit distant, but still recognisable:
It never ceases to amaze me that such a seemingly huge lump can perch on such a seemingly frail twig. Either the twig is sturdier than it looks, or the bird is lighter. Or both.
Found this rather thought-provoking sign today:
While 'Dansk' simply means 'Danish' and 'Center' means exactly what you'd think it means, the word 'Barf' doesn't exist as such in the Danish language. So naturally I googled the company name and learned that it is some sort of nutritionally correct feeding system for dogs. Well, don't be surprised if the mutts upchuck their meals, is all I say...
"Weak sun hanging low
Summer seems so long ago"
from 'Love Is A Catastrophe' - Pet Shop Boys. Just seems appropriate.
Purpose-built to look old: 
This building was actually completed only last year. The former stables on this site burned down three years ago. My guess is it had a preservation order on it, so the new building had to comply with the original's appearance. I think it's residential now, though.
'a drowsy numbness pains
my sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk'
... or, to put it differently: I have a head cold.
Finished this today:
Cracking read if you're into science fiction (though I would recommend reading 'Pandora's Star' and 'Judas Unchained' first for a better understanding of the Commonwealth universe). Now all I have to do is wait for the sequel, which hasn't been published yet... though fortunately I have it on good authority (namely the author's own blog) that it may be completed by Easter.
It's freezing cold, it's windy, it's snowing intermittently, I just want to go home... and the bloody train is bloody late as per bloody usual.
The morning after... doing a 2000 pcs jigsaw ('Starry Night' by Vincent van Gogh). We're not making much headway...
