Days are made from series of moments. Moments are made of a tricky stuff. They can be hard to come by, are easily missed, and when you are blue, they can be impossible to see. And then in just two sunny days, Copenhagen will offer them up like pearls on a never ending string.
The Hitchkock blonde.
A hit of color.
A hit of cycle chic. Men can play that game too, you know.
A ladybug pedicap driver taking a break under a rescued bunker tree, by the lakes.
A red wall reflected in a window, visible only from this particular angle, I tried to move closer, and it disappeared, kind of magical. Perfectly illustrating why the classic Copenhagen window frame is named after our flag, Dannebrog. And... I think it is summer. Dare I say?
We are back in sandals.
Picking up on the outdoor activities.
I wish some moments could last.