15 augusti 2011

the painters.

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i djuphamn fick husen ny färg. med faluröda, oljesvarta och tjärbruna penslar målades båthus,
sjöbodar och dass. radion sprakade. amanda skrek åt spindlar och ursula klev i färgburken.
jag målade sakta. skepparna bjöd på kaffe och bondkakor. ibland cyklade pappa förbi i ett
moln av damm. dagarna flöt in i varandra. och vi flöt in i den sedvanliga rytmen på ön.
maten som serveras på bestämda tider, båtarna som kommer och åker med nya scouter.
traktorerna, fåren, bastubadet innan vi somnar.

outhouses and bouthouses needed new colours. the radio talked about summer and money.

amanda was scared of spiders and ursula stepped in the paint bottle. i painted slowly.
the skippers brew us coffee. sometimes daddy came biking on the dirt road, a little cloud of
dust following his wheels. we adjusted to the rhytm of the island. the food that was served
the same times every day. the boats that came and went with new scouts onboard. the tractors,
the sheep, the sauna before sleep.

4 kommentarer:

  1. that last photo is MAGIC. like she has wielded the very sky itself.

    SvaraRadera
  2. Sounds like a wonderful dream. :)

    SvaraRadera
  3. Ahh this is so lovely, reminds me of my dad lurking his way around the house painting and fixing things. The last photo is gorgeous :)

    SvaraRadera
  4. På en eller anden måde lyder det virkelig bare HYGGELIGT! Normalt er maler-arbejde slet ikke så sjovt i min verden, men med kaffe, kager og højt humør er det nok slet ikke så slemt...

    SvaraRadera