Let it rot. And behold glory!

I seem to be the only male member of our extended family that has not sucumbed to the inticing wonders of baked, fermented, rotting grain-produce.

I´ll eat it.
Gladly.
Preferably toasted.
With cheese and smoked ham.

Or just with butter and honey.



Who am I kidding.
The stuff rocks!
Seems like all of Sweden is in the grips of a sourdough revelation.

yum

NIVERIP

Almas blog illustrated:
http://muffler.blogg.se/2012/january/min-markliga-drom.html

....ur

Går igenom mina 'fältanteckningar' och haft utmaningen att göra en strip utifrån det lösryckta citatet 'Badabingur'. Temat återigen Island; där vartannat ord verkar sluta på '..ur'.

The downside of fishing

Leva i nuet

Efter tre dagar i Skaholt får man höra detta.

Iceland and its trees

Other than volcanoes and geysers, Iceland is also known for its lack of trees.
Yet we managed to spot a few.
Translation:
"Look. Forest!"

Iceland

Back from Iceland.
An insanely beautiful place.
Sometimes I had to refrain from taking pictures because a camera couldn't capture it, and if it did, I'd be accused of photoshopping the image.