Into autumn we go.

Summer is over. We had our first frost nights this week. The heating is running again. Our fire wood has been delivered. Leaves are falling. I can´t stop thinking about apple pie. 

Autumn is a lovely season but it sure is bittersweet. I feel like we just have emerged from that last cruel winter and I am not ready yet for another one. See those sunflowers? It seems I have just recently planted them, and still by now, only days after that picture was taken, they are frozen and dead. Winter is coming, no matter how much I dread the cold and panic about the darkness.

It may have something to do with the fact that I worked very hard this summer. Like, physically hard. It feels like I have either cleaned the house or tended to the garden all summer long. With the husband slaving away on different summer projects like the deck and the chicken coop, house and garden just fell under my responsibility. So there is in fact some truth to that feeling, but on top I have also worked 40 hours/week in my regular job and entertained a very high maintenance puppy. I am exhausted.*

So in a way, it still feels good to be easing into a season with fewer responsibilities. I´ll focus on that. And soak up that pretty autumn light and try to memorize it as best as I can.

* Just to be clear: I am not complaining. It is hard work to maintain a large house and a large garden, where it takes four hours/week alone to mow the lawn. We knew that, and it will get better once the big summer projects become fewer. Until then, yes, I am overwhelmed at times, but still very grateful for what we have.


Say hello to the chickens. 

Last Sunday our chickens moved in! I really wasn´t sure whether this would still happen before winter. It took us forever to build that chicken coop... anyhow we made it happen and here they are. Three girls and a rooster. As for what breed they are, I have no idea. We got them from our neighbor who has a huge flock and he did tell me, but I forgot immediately. One hen is a different breed than the other three though. It´s not important anyway, I think they are very cute.

Now, chicken names anyone? The rooster is called Waldemar, but we aren´t sure about the girls... the two smaller ones look very similar, so I was thinking some twin names? Suggestions?

Now where do these chickens live? Why, glad you asked. Here is their chicken coop. We bought the cheapest garden shed we could find, added some insulation (cue eye rolling neigbors, because "chickens don´t freeze"... I tend to disagree) and then of course I had to paint it. I totally win for the coolest chicken coop color. No discussion. 

Here´s where the chickens go in and out. The husband built that neat little flap and I made the ladder. Serious craftsmansship, people. Oh and yes, the chickens got their own climbing rose. You just wait and see, it´s going to look great. 

At one point we hope we can let the chickens run free in the garden, but first a certain someone needs to get over his serious obsession. I swear to you, he´s been standing by that fence ever since we got the chickens. It´s like dog TV. Why did we get a hunting dog again? 

PS: This has nothing to do with chickens, but the fabulous Bethan from Decorator´s Notebook (together with brother Joe) just launched a gorgeous new online shop. It´s for UK peeps only for the time being, but I hear there are plans to ship worlwide very soon. That´s a good thing too, because these terracotta mug are calling my name ;)


A picture wall in the Kitchen.

This is one from the "I meant to show you forever" pile. I am sorry that the pictures aren´t that great, but it´s really hard to photograph my darkish kitchen. Also at one point I´ll have to get a decent wide angle lense. The other day I found the perfect one! It costs 700 Euro. A girl can dream, right?

Anyways. So since getting our new kitchen I felt that above the old bench there needed to be something special. You know how in some spaces blank walls are totally fine, and in others not? This is one of the latter. I thought of a mirror, because you know I love mirrors in a kitchen, but that would mean that I always have to look a me in the mirror while cooking, and dear God no this isn´t an option. So one day I saw a lovely kitchen in a decor book with lots of framed photographs above the counters, and I thought hmmm... I could do this. 

And so I did! And I really like it! I had my my own food photographs blown up and the frames are Ribba ones from Ikea, so this wasn´t an expensive project at all but I think it makes a big impact. 

Now, onwards with the kitchen. The next thing to happen is new paint on the floors. These light grey floors are certainly nice but I am about to lose my mind with the 20 paws that are trotting in and out of this house PLUS mud season. So I´ll go darker this time and also I´ll do the diamond pattern I wanted to try for ages. These days I am choosing colors and I think I have made up my mind. Exciting times! Oh yes.


On the island.

We just returned from a weekend on an island in the Baltic sea called Usedom. It´s been two years since I´ve last been to the coast, which is waaaay to long. 

Also, we wanted to show Ludwig the ocean. He loves water, so we thought this would be just the thing for him. Turns out he is a bit scared of the waves but is very fond of the seagulls.

He made lots of human friends on the island. The amazing thing about Ludwig is that everybody loves him. And everybody wants to know more about him. Yes, an Irish Setter. Yes, still young. Yes, a bit of a handful... We love these conversations. It´s wonderful to see how our crazy dog makes people happy in an instant. I wonder why there aren´t more Setters on the streets though. Everybody seems to love this breed (and rightfully so). Have I ever told you how we came to have an Irish Setter? Another time.

Usedom is a very pretty place. Gorgeous beaches. Lots of beautiful old villas by the sea. 

I mean, right?!

We rented a holiday apartment that was pure perfection. I now want floor-to-ceiling windows real bad (sooner or later we are going to make this a reality in our kitchen). 

The apartment was situated in village a bit off the coast and the landscape was really spectacular. 

I mean, right?!

Last but not least, I found the beach chair that is meant to be mine. Grey and white stripes! The prettiest.


Yes, another rug.

Hello, my name is Katrin, and I have an addiction to drugs. 

So you may remember that back in May I bought this blue rug for the dining room and while I tried to love it, honestly, I never really did. There were too many blue tones in that room, and while it looked fine on a sunny day, the space looked cold when there wasn´t enough light. Also, I really wanted something more rustic and with a bit more texture. 

So I bought this one. In the product description it says that this is a large, fringed version of a doormat, and while I am not entirely sure whether this a smart marketing move, it is basically true. However it does have that texture I wanted, and the color is exactly right. The day we put the new rug down, the sun was shining through the windows, and all of a sudden the whole room seemed golden. And the angels sang and all that.

In case you worry about the fate of the blue rug, it now lives in the hallway. I´m not sure whether it will be a permanent fixture there, but as we are heading into winter I´ll take everything that makes that drafty old house a little less chilly.