My summer isn’t exactly nailed to the last detail. Well, I guess that’s the point of a holiday. It’s lovely to get of the scheme and relax. Forget about time and tasks and just float. I see myself under a tarp in the forest with a view to a river or the ocean. Well that would be great. Instead we are in our cottage and doing some carpentry. That’s some sort of holiday even it is work. But I really hope there will be time for a trip up in the mountains…..