Tuesday, July 16

Irma’s mother has arrived for a birthday lunch, cooked with ingredients from Pellinge. While we prepare to eat a man from DHL phones for directions. He wants to deliver a Raspberry Pi to us in Sundö.

The fish tastes delicious and the clouds suddenly burst into a monsoon-style rain. Irma puts on a rain cloak from India and dashes into the garden to get a flowerpot for the rose we have given her mother.

I try to capture the flavour of the sudden rain as she walks back in from the planting table.