Viktor and I decided to
go to the rosehip. Well, just to pick some and make some marmalade, tea or
syrup from it. It´s healthy and bio
so to speak. But mostly because of Viktor who loves to do such things. Going to
the wood and pick up something. It could be whatever, he would love it.
Viktor is David´s best
friend and they are very much the same sort of person. They sometimes argue
maybe because of that, because they are so similar. Otherwise they are just
fine. BFF. Their “girly” beauty nights are famous around our circle of friends.
I had the honour to be part of one of these secret nights recently. Maybe I
will tell you some more about it later. It was really…unusual.
Anyway we went to pick
some rosehips, there are plenty of bushes around here, we live on an island in
the middle of the nature, so there must be rosehip bushes everywhere. And we
choose one just few meters from our little cottage. Viktor couldn’t stop
talking, another of his characteristics. He really loves to talk. About
whatever. It’s the same with picking up things in the wood/nature/on the sea
shore.
But David was also
helping. He showed me then the injury the rosehip bush did him with its thorn.
I didn’t see anything, but he was very persuasive.
We went to the sea
afterwards and watched the waves and at home I just warm the meal from
yesterday. Firstly we had to cut and get rid of the seeds from the rosehips we
picked. It was pretty annoying job and all joined us. David was very silent
during the whole procedure but when we finished he was obviously too hungry to
control himself. He even wanted to help me. By standing in the kitchen and
staring at the cooking pots.
In the morning I did a
chocolate cake and that needed to be frozen for three hours. I totally forgot
but David kept an eye on it and every hour gave me important piece of
information on this subject. “It´s already one hour freezing…”
So after lunch we took a
bite and then another, the chocolate was very much present so after two bites we
had enough. And David was on the border between “I ate too much and I feel
good” and “I ate too much and now I´m going to be sick”. So I rather let him
be.
