Yesterday was a good one. Its mostly all been good, these last few months in Copenhagen, but there was something about yesterday that felt special.
I went to ARKEN in the morning with Leo, an early start, pastries on the train and a leafy walk from the station. We all had lunch at Torvehallerne Market, sitting outside, eating smorrebrod and drinking cheap French white and squinting in the sun. We bought gifts and made plans.
In the afternoon I stopped in at Kihoskh to buy a beer - a Mikeller for the walk home. Maybe I'm nostalgic because I have to leave soon, maybe it was the beer, but as I stopped at the front step to get my keys I had a moment to take it all in. How very happy I am. How lovely these late-summer days are, how lucky it is to have nothing on my hands but time and beauty, every building, every streetlight, every bike that goes by makes me smile. This town has my heart.