Ingfrid

a day with Ingfrid. late morning breakfast together with toast and cheeses, calling mum and dad to say hello. Ingfrid drove us into town where we visited the gingerbread town before wandering the lanes by the docks, windowshopping our way through art stores with walls full of gorgeous prints and paintings. cinnamon scrolls for a snack - just like the ones Ingfrid would make for us back in Tasmania when we were kids.

we returned home as the sun was setting and prepared an early dinner, which we enjoyed with Emily. Ingfrid lit us a fire. when Tomas arrived, Ingrid leant me her jacket and the three of us ventured into the cold for a walk. the air was icey, but we soldiered on around the lake, picking up cream from the shops for our hot chocolates.

I laughed a lot with Ingfrid today. as well as a role model and guardian of sorts, she has become a dear friend to me, and I will really miss spending time with her. the example she sets of total humility and generosity challenges me deeply, and I hope that I can be more like her as I move into wherever this next chapter of my life is heading.

leaving tomorrow for Denmark in the afternoon. sad to go, but grateful to have had the chance to be one of the Fonns again. <<