Amanda and I at the airport waiting to board.
The view from 'my' bedroom window. I enjoyed leaving the windows open (no screens) when the weather was good.
Amanda and Bobby meeting in the kitchen.
Philip, Line and Lars at their house.
Mor, Søren and Amanda at Soren and Tanja's house.
Tia, Oliver and Søren out on the patio.
The view of the old bridge from the second floor.
Mor on the beach in Stribe.
Big boats go through here.
Amanda looking for things to poke with her stick. She found a washed up fish and helped it back into the water.
Looking back toward Fredericia.
Bobby giving Amanda a kiss. They enjoyed each other's company.
Even if Amanda did embarrass him a little.
So happy to get to spend time with Mor.
Morton and Pia's campgrounds. There was wifi and tv, so really a nice getaway.
Pia, Patrick, Stephanie, Amanda and Morton. A lot of talking and joking.
And a rainbow after the rain. Thanks to Chrissie for the perfect jacket for this trip.
Pizza and Fanta, not always Danish food, but always with family and friends.
A field of canola flowers. It was the right time of year to see yellow all over the countryside.
Driving in to Vejlby.
The view down the driveway.
The house doesn't change.
Amanda getting a good vantage point.
This house was for sale, and just down the street from Mor, so Amanda took a picture.
It looks like this farm was built in 1891. Our house was built in 1864 as a school. So much history.
A lone windmill shot for father.
The local bus stop.
The 'new' bridge in the distance.
Giant dandelions everywhere.
Turning on to Lerbjergvej.
Sheep resting in their pasture.
Amanda tooks lots of pictures.
The windmills multiply every time I come back.
A very content cow.
So green everywhere compared to Texas.
Grabbing a shot of Amanda.
A place in the country.
The haze lifting with yellow fields in the distance.
Getting ready to work in the fields.
Thinking of mother and making a wish.
Crops starting to come up.
Welcome to Vejlby.
A great canopy of leaves.
A lone flower in the driveway.
What to do on a sunny day in Denmark? Take a break.
Stig mowing the yard.
Stig and Lise's garden.
Bleeding hearts. I'll always think of Great-Grandma Kibbel.
Mor and Stig in the garden.
I love how the houses are made and the contrast of the painted and unpainted bricks.
Stig in front of their house.
Tardis anyone? I love this door.
Walking to the beach.
Stairs in the bank. Very modern in the historic town.
The walking street in Middelfart.
You have to shop if there's a closing sale.
Guarding the pharmacy.
Down a quaint side street.
Bicycles are so useful for getting around when the weather is nice.
I enjoyed window shopping.
Shopping on the walking street.
My choice at the bakery.
The meat market.
No translation necessary.
The peas weren't Danish, but they were so much healthier (bigger) than those grown in Texas.
Rigging on a boat.
Wishing for a fishing rod, but nothing was biting that day.
The only catch we saw were the horn fish.
Looking across the harbor.
A clear view of the new bridge.
And turning to see the old bridge still in use.
No need to drop the anchor in the harbor.
Jelly fish everywhere in the harbor.
Ready for sailing?
It's still possible to find thatched roofs.
A close up of the thatching.
Getting the pony ready for a lesson.
Tia mounted up.
Taking a lesson.
Are my stirrups even? Lars and Anika.
Concentrating on their ponies.
And a canter.
Anika is game, too.
A little follow the leader.
One more canter.
A glance up at mom.
Practicing without stirrups.
The ponies in the barn.
Posing for the camera.
Bears always remind me of these guys in Denmark.
The sunflower that mor made.
We extended out the table for a nice dinner with all the family that could come one night.
Amanda on Beauty.
A little trot work.
Tanja on Volga.
Lovely lateral work.
And a canter.
Fabulous movement and great position for Tanja.
Me getting comfortable on the big horse.
So responsive and light in front.
I'm sure I should have asked for more, but her working trot was breathtaking to ride and so much more than I'm used to getting.
So much to take away from this ride. Amazing to feel how responsive, light and easy a horse can be. She showed me my faults, but half halting in the canter as we approached the corner made me feel like we could have started a canter pirouette. It was great to ride a horse who felt everything I did and responded. Now I want every horse I ride to go like this.