Summervacation Part 2

Sorry for the delay, but life didn't feel like blogging the past weeks. But here we go.
The next day we went to Ribe in Denmark, it is not that far away from Schobüll. Ribe is a very old town and very important in danish and northfrisian history.

We parked our car and walked a bit to come into the old part of the town.

There is a lot of water running through Ribe, enough for mills and a small harbour. Nowadays there are mostly private sailboats, but one can easily imagine that it was crowded with merchant vessels in the Middle Ages.

There were lots of old and very old houses. That's how towns can look like when no war threw bombs on them. Every now and again there were nice views through open doors into the courts, which are typical for danish towns. Sometimes there are cafés there or small restaurants.

Ribe was a bishop's town from old, so the dome is very represantative. It combines a light, elder romanic part with younger gothic extensions in red brick stone. Funnly they didn't put a steeple to the gothic tower, maybe they didn't have enough money for that.

We even found quiet places, as the main road was crowded with tourists. But just one turn to the left took us into small lanes.

At this fountain I found that Punky had again played the role of a stowaway.

This is one of the six monasteries that excisted in Ribe.

This is a museum which architecture reminds me a lot of the Nordic Museum in Stockholm.

We bought us some yummy ice cream and walked on. But Punky was grumpy. Which is not so unusual for her.
And then she

stole my cone. I didn't get it back.

Punky was in a far better mood after that deed of hers. Me - not so.

Aren't those hollyhocks beautiful? They grew everywhere. I love them.

On our way back we had a look over to Mandö but we didn't risk to drive over.

This is one of the typical danish land churches.

The day ended with an idyllic evening.

And even the sleep went to sleep.

Summervacation part 1

We spend our two week long summer vacation at the North Sea. Our destination was a farm near Husum, which we knew from two brief visits last year. It is wonderful there, the view over the sea (when she's there) is somewhat essential for us.

Inkeri and Sirpa went with us, they had their new babies with them.

My daughter had her first BJD with her, Jack Grey, but he was kind of lazy and didn't go out. Might be it has to do with him not owning proper trousers. Poor guy.
The forth doll was Polly, a vinyl doll from Playmates, tiny, but very alert and interested in almost everything, but in a very old-fashioned girly way. Can you imagine her singing "Polly has a little lamb" all day long?

And the I found out that there was one more who had sneaked into my pocket. Punky. She had been so quiet the last time that almost had forgotten about her. But now she was with us and demanded to be taken to interesting spaces. It is better to obey because heaven knows what she will do if she doesn't get her will.

 The first day the weather was fine and we had a walk at the seaside. We found beautiful flowers.

The tide was high, and the water was rolling in in bigger waves.

The waves reached through the planks of the pier. It was as in a video game, where you have to avoid barriers that pop up unexpectedly. My husband enjoyed walking through them. Getting wet was no problem as it was quite warm.

Later I showed Polly and Punky round on the farm. That was when Polly started singing said rhyme. Annoying.

Punky found the sheep too tame. She demanded for wilder beasts.

But we had a look at the hay rolls the farmer brought into his barn.

"And now for wild beasts!"
The cows were our next stop.

Polly were fascinated to learn that the red cow adopted two foreign calves to her own. The twins' mother had died from a fever.

Punky was not interested at all. "I am a cowgirl. Give me a cow to ride." But the cows didn't come near enough.

"Where is the bull? I want to tame him!"

In the meantime Inkeri and Sirpa had meant to look after their babies. But when we returned this is what we found: