Every summer I visit the little Danish island that my grandma is from.

A big part of my garden comes from there and the place you just found is very special...

We call it "the blue mountain" because this cliff is covered in an ocean of blue flowers every summer

In this part of my garden it is always summer and the flowers never wither

In the eternal summer sun we eat ice cold koldskål (a type of Danish yoghurt dessert) for breakfast next to the branches we cut on a walk yesterday

Oh no!

Someone forgot to close the tap and now all my thoughts are pouring out

Watch out you don't drown in all the blue