Midsummer came and went and it was as it should be. Spotty sun at lunch, rain hanging in the air (but luckily not arriving until 7pm so we got plenty of outside time!), full of food and people and of course or biannually event: The Potato Championships. We borrowed bikes and rode home the 2 km’s to my parent’s summer house in pouring rain, arriving drenched, tired but happy. I filmed and photographed, and maybe maybe I’ll manage to edit that up in the next couple of days. Maybe it’ll be months. I don’t care to be honest, because there’s a lush green (although super cold) summer waiting for me outside.