The Venus flytrap is trapping plenty of flies and other creatures, now that there are plenty flying around, but not snapping closed around any of them, regardless of size. I wonder if it will slowly digest them and get some nutrition out of them anyway, or if it doesn’t work like that.

There’s a new young cat in the neighbourhood, out for the first time (or at least exploring our yard for the first time). Nysse is not impressed.

Things the cat chooses to sleep on, episode 12: a paper bag.

Sitting inside and watching the thunderstorm.

I stayed at my camping spot for a few extra hours, sitting on a nice hill of sunny rocks with a pleasant view, and reading. Then I had to go home because I had only packed dinner and breakfast but no lunch.

Eric and Adrian are away, Ingrid is itching for some time at home on her own, so I went out camping for a night.

The car is with Eric & Adrian in Hälsingland, the local train line is having its annual summer shutdown for construction works, but in less than half an hour a local bus took me to Akalla, from where it’s about a 1 km walk to Hansta nature reserve. Kista’s shiny glass towers and Akalla’s apartment blocks are on the horizon to my right; forests and meadows and pastures spread out on my left. Stockholm is great.

The neighbours’ house is looking house-shaped already, 10 days after the first pieces were delivered.

Nystagmus quite likes the tall grass. He makes little nests in it where he sleeps.

Ingrid did some mowing the other day to earn more money. Adrian also wants more cash, so he tried to do the same. But it was hard work. The grass is high, and most of our garden slopes.

I finished the brioche scarf, with plenty of yarn left over.

I had guesstimated that two hanks of yarn would be enough for a scarf, but the store staff said it would only make a small one. So I doubled my purchase and got four hanks. Two was more than enough for a normal-sized scarf, I have no idea what kind of monster scarves they were picturing. So now I have two whole untouched hanks. I guess I’ll make another scarf, then. Can’t make an identical one, though (because that would be too boring) so the second one will get a zigzagging line. But now the first one will look plain in comparison so I’ll have to think of some sort of embellishment for it.

The yarn itself is lovely to work with. Butter-soft merino wool, after the fuzzy alpaca and sock yarn I’ve using recently. It felt weird in my hands at first, too smooth, almost greasy, but now I love touching it.