Life in postcards

30
Apr
I dream of once again waking up to a side table where sits a half empty bottle of red wine, a brass lamp and my wristwatch telling me its never too late for breakfast because I’m back in Spain. La Rioja, out in its’ beautiful Spanish Wine Region Rías Baixas where the world has little regard for time and everything revolves around little pleasures. J and I are missing our home in Spain a lot these days, specially that Scandinavian winter had gone on too long. We lay inside warm duvets wishing that in our lifetime we would have traveled and visited every little barrio in Spain, from north to south and all of its undiscovered places in between 🇪🇸

I dream of once again waking up to a side table where sits a half empty bottle of red wine, a brass lamp and my wristwatch telling me its never too late for breakfast because I’m back in Spain. La Rioja, out in its’ beautiful Spanish Wine Region Rías Baixas where the world has little regard for time and everything revolves around little pleasures. J and I are missing our home in Spain a lot these days, specially that Scandinavian winter had gone on too long. We lay inside warm duvets wishing that in our lifetime we would have traveled and visited every little barrio in Spain, from north to south and all of its undiscovered places in between 🇪🇸

26
Apr
I like paperback novels, I like postcards, I like handwritten notes, I like flowers that say “I love you”… Technology dependent that I am, I like many things done the old fashion way… ✏ (at Madsens Home)

I like paperback novels, I like postcards, I like handwritten notes, I like flowers that say “I love you”… Technology dependent that I am, I like many things done the old fashion way… ✏ (at Madsens Home)

26
Apr
VOGUE for breakfast ☕ Good golly miss molly the 60’s back! I’m still on the fence with this trend/running theme for both British and Italian Vogue. Never been a fan of Twiggy nor the white eyeliner, ‘you dig’?

VOGUE for breakfast ☕ Good golly miss molly the 60’s back! I’m still on the fence with this trend/running theme for both British and Italian Vogue. Never been a fan of Twiggy nor the white eyeliner, ‘you dig’?

25
Apr
I will never tire from taking photos of this place. I must’ve snapped about a thousand in a ll four different seasons. This is part of the land where my husband grew up; my in-laws family home in the suburban town called Hvalsø, 40mins drive from the city. Here is the tree house his eldest brother built, out here his mother grows vegetables and handpicks berries every summer to make homemade marmalade. Left from this shot, there is a small chicken farm and a vast backyard his father tends daily. Deers, squirrels, and bunnies wander by the forest which his sister fondly refers to as pets/house guests, I love it out here 🐔🐰🍀🌾

I will never tire from taking photos of this place. I must’ve snapped about a thousand in a ll four different seasons. This is part of the land where my husband grew up; my in-laws family home in the suburban town called Hvalsø, 40mins drive from the city. Here is the tree house his eldest brother built, out here his mother grows vegetables and handpicks berries every summer to make homemade marmalade. Left from this shot, there is a small chicken farm and a vast backyard his father tends daily. Deers, squirrels, and bunnies wander by the forest which his sister fondly refers to as pets/house guests, I love it out here 🐔🐰🍀🌾

25
Apr
Sun is out strong today, Spring is fighting back chasing Winter away. Couldn’t help but keep up hope that warmer days will win us over soon. This had been the longest coldest winter I’ve ever experienced — 6 months almost! I’m nearly begging for Spring 🌿

Sun is out strong today, Spring is fighting back chasing Winter away. Couldn’t help but keep up hope that warmer days will win us over soon. This had been the longest coldest winter I’ve ever experienced — 6 months almost! I’m nearly begging for Spring 🌿

25
Apr
Officially Spring… Still can’t wrap that thought around my head when it’s 3 degrees and snowing outside, but at least my tulips and flower pots inside the home are a good reminder 🌷 (at Madsens Home)

Officially Spring… Still can’t wrap that thought around my head when it’s 3 degrees and snowing outside, but at least my tulips and flower pots inside the home are a good reminder 🌷 (at Madsens Home)

12
Apr
This is the view across my self-declared proprietorship by the river in Rendsburg Germany. I’m on the bench looking out, wishing, and unloading sentiments. I’ve dreamt of sharing a sitting moment here with the people I miss. I made a postcard out of the best photo I have, hoping it brings you as much wander as it does me. So here I am… sharing this moment with you :)

This is the view across my self-declared proprietorship by the river in Rendsburg Germany. I’m on the bench looking out, wishing, and unloading sentiments. I’ve dreamt of sharing a sitting moment here with the people I miss. I made a postcard out of the best photo I have, hoping it brings you as much wander as it does me. So here I am… sharing this moment with you :)

12
Apr
I’m declaring this sweet spot by the River Eider in the northeastern part of Rendsburg Germany, mine. Not ours, just mine. And for the many years to come when all the tourists and town visitors sits here on my benches to enjoy my incredible sunrises, by the river I will render them rent free. And in the night when lovers hold hands under my lamp posts, staring at each others eyes through the shadows, the moon will witness many kisses and lend their dreams to me. I will leave a part of my heart here, the northern wind will carry the echoes of my laughter and all of my sorrows I will throw unto the river to be washed away. This place is mine. - MM

I’m declaring this sweet spot by the River Eider in the northeastern part of Rendsburg Germany, mine. Not ours, just mine. And for the many years to come when all the tourists and town visitors sits here on my benches to enjoy my incredible sunrises, by the river I will render them rent free. And in the night when lovers hold hands under my lamp posts, staring at each others eyes through the shadows, the moon will witness many kisses and lend their dreams to me. I will leave a part of my heart here, the northern wind will carry the echoes of my laughter and all of my sorrows I will throw unto the river to be washed away. This place is mine. - MM

1
Mar
Somebody sent me this - all the way from Cape Town. Funny how life is, you never know where it’ll bring you, or who and what you’ll bring into life. Never did I think I’d turn 30 in Denmark, gain pivotal years in Spain, have left my home in the Philippines… and a piece of me, of my heart, in South Africa. It’s been said “be open to life, and life will open its possibilities to you”. I’m thankful, mostly to you, for what I hoped was possible for us led me to greater unimaginable things.

Somebody sent me this - all the way from Cape Town. Funny how life is, you never know where it’ll bring you, or who and what you’ll bring into life. Never did I think I’d turn 30 in Denmark, gain pivotal years in Spain, have left my home in the Philippines… and a piece of me, of my heart, in South Africa. It’s been said “be open to life, and life will open its possibilities to you”. I’m thankful, mostly to you, for what I hoped was possible for us led me to greater unimaginable things.

28
Feb

Days go by so quick, literally. The morning sun comes in late and leaves early, 9-3 to be exact. I make do with little things at home to bring in the sunshine. Plenty white roses, my ginger orange candle by Malene Birger gifted by a sweet girlfriend for housewarming, hefty brunch every Sunday, evenings made cozy when entertaining at home, bottles of wine and champagne never spared. 

With the cold days’ dragging on, what’s warming your winter?