The small things

Still settling in at our new home. It's funny how small things can make a big difference.

Like the lighting. We've bought and put up a couple of lamps. Transforming the apartment from a grave or a scene in a detective story in the evenings. Actually I have already formed a habit not to press the light switches since they didn't work. Will have to unlearn that.

Or the stove and cooker hood. The stove is quick to warm up and easy to clean. And the hood doesn't make much noise while actually sucking pretty hard. The one at the old place sucked a lot too, but not in the sense you want it to.

Or the fridge, kindly borrowed from Janne's sister, which has one large instead of two small vegetable drawers, meaning that it can store cucumbers, probably the second most common vegetable after tomatoes in Denmark.

Or the wall-mounted things that I haven't had the time to put up before now. Changed the setting from construction site to something closer to a home.

Or the fact that the two phalaenopsis orchids which have bloomed the last few months are still carrying their flowers while the two others decided to bloom almost simultaneously. So we now have four blooming phalaenopsis in a row at the counter between the kitchen and the living room. Pictures soon, I promise.

Still on the todo list is digging the garden. Yesterday I put felt feet under the piano, in attempt to reduce floor vibrations, hopefully transmitting less sound to the neighbours. Tilting the piano was like lifting an elephant.