Dannielle
@dannieroche.bsky.social
35+ something living in a small countryside village in Sweden. 🇸🇪 Addicted to walks in nature, doggos, starry skies, good food and caffeine ☕️
You do realise you’d be swapping your stunning winter wonderland for…grey everything, right? 🤣
December 4, 2025 at 8:50 AM
You do realise you’d be swapping your stunning winter wonderland for…grey everything, right? 🤣
The dogs have assumed their winter positions: directly in front of the log burner, guarding the warmth like tiny dragons 🔥🐾
December 1, 2025 at 5:40 PM
The dogs have assumed their winter positions: directly in front of the log burner, guarding the warmth like tiny dragons 🔥🐾
Happy Friday from this bleak grey abyss. I’ve decided the only cure is retail therapy in the form of excessive Christmas decorations. Pray for my wallet. 🙏
November 28, 2025 at 8:45 AM
Happy Friday from this bleak grey abyss. I’ve decided the only cure is retail therapy in the form of excessive Christmas decorations. Pray for my wallet. 🙏
Happy Monday friends — reporting live from the teething trenches.
Tooth number three is here and morale is… wobbly. Send coffee. 😅🦷
In the spirit of survival, please enjoy this frozen-lake sunset from a quieter moment. ❄️❤️
Tooth number three is here and morale is… wobbly. Send coffee. 😅🦷
In the spirit of survival, please enjoy this frozen-lake sunset from a quieter moment. ❄️❤️
November 24, 2025 at 10:30 AM
Happy Monday friends — reporting live from the teething trenches.
Tooth number three is here and morale is… wobbly. Send coffee. 😅🦷
In the spirit of survival, please enjoy this frozen-lake sunset from a quieter moment. ❄️❤️
Tooth number three is here and morale is… wobbly. Send coffee. 😅🦷
In the spirit of survival, please enjoy this frozen-lake sunset from a quieter moment. ❄️❤️
And just like that… the first snow arrived.
November 21, 2025 at 1:10 PM
And just like that… the first snow arrived.
Truly awful. Woke up to this frosty nonsense and had to suffer through it 😜😂
November 15, 2025 at 8:54 AM
Truly awful. Woke up to this frosty nonsense and had to suffer through it 😜😂
The closest I’ll get to fresh figs 😆 and yes it is standing smack dab in the middle of a charcuterie board 😉
November 14, 2025 at 6:09 PM
The closest I’ll get to fresh figs 😆 and yes it is standing smack dab in the middle of a charcuterie board 😉
Happy weekend, hope it treats you kindly 🤍
November 14, 2025 at 5:48 PM
Happy weekend, hope it treats you kindly 🤍
I usually share the view, not the home, but this felt worth a quiet moment. 🥰
November 12, 2025 at 11:11 AM
I usually share the view, not the home, but this felt worth a quiet moment. 🥰
Grey skies, cold air, calm water. November at its best.
November 4, 2025 at 5:45 AM
Grey skies, cold air, calm water. November at its best.
Waving goodbye to October, grateful for the beauty, the chaos, and every small joy in between. ❤️
November 1, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Waving goodbye to October, grateful for the beauty, the chaos, and every small joy in between. ❤️
Tomatoes, onion and garlic in the oven → a bowl of something that tastes like autumn and care. A little olive oil, basil and crème fraîche on top. Simple things done slowly… that’s the whole charm, really.
October 28, 2025 at 10:56 PM
Tomatoes, onion and garlic in the oven → a bowl of something that tastes like autumn and care. A little olive oil, basil and crème fraîche on top. Simple things done slowly… that’s the whole charm, really.
An extra hour beneath the last of the autumn leaves and a sky full of stars. ✨
October 27, 2025 at 3:36 AM
An extra hour beneath the last of the autumn leaves and a sky full of stars. ✨
There’s a quiet sort of joy in stirring a pot for someone who’s just learning what taste means. Apricot purée and apple sauce for baby J, a small start to a lifelong love of good food. ❤️
October 20, 2025 at 4:28 AM
There’s a quiet sort of joy in stirring a pot for someone who’s just learning what taste means. Apricot purée and apple sauce for baby J, a small start to a lifelong love of good food. ❤️
The years show softly on her now, in the silver around her muzzle and the calm in her eyes. But she’s still my wild heart, my beautiful, loyal, autumn girl. ❤️
October 19, 2025 at 4:20 PM
The years show softly on her now, in the silver around her muzzle and the calm in her eyes. But she’s still my wild heart, my beautiful, loyal, autumn girl. ❤️
October nights are cold, quiet, and sometimes impossibly beautiful. ✨
October 18, 2025 at 8:09 PM
October nights are cold, quiet, and sometimes impossibly beautiful. ✨
Morning, Mr Woodpecker! On spider duty again, are we? 🤩
October 18, 2025 at 6:53 AM
Morning, Mr Woodpecker! On spider duty again, are we? 🤩
Still dumbstruck about this being the view from my kitchen window… mist swirling over the lake, sunlight breaking through, coffee in hand, and a squealing little one enjoying porridge beside me. Good Friday indeed.
October 17, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Still dumbstruck about this being the view from my kitchen window… mist swirling over the lake, sunlight breaking through, coffee in hand, and a squealing little one enjoying porridge beside me. Good Friday indeed.
Wishing you a beautiful Tuesday, my friends❤️
October 14, 2025 at 7:50 AM
Wishing you a beautiful Tuesday, my friends❤️
Lovely day for a stroll round the village 🤩
October 12, 2025 at 3:10 PM
Lovely day for a stroll round the village 🤩
The moon forgot to go home again. 🤔
October 11, 2025 at 7:38 AM
The moon forgot to go home again. 🤔
Fifth year of this couple gracing us with their presence 🦢
October 8, 2025 at 8:47 AM
Fifth year of this couple gracing us with their presence 🦢
Steady and unbothered.
October 6, 2025 at 6:44 PM
Steady and unbothered.
September bowed out in the most magical way, with northern lights shimmering over the lake and a brand-new phone to catch them. 😍
October 1, 2025 at 9:16 AM
September bowed out in the most magical way, with northern lights shimmering over the lake and a brand-new phone to catch them. 😍
Golden fields, crisp air, and young cows leaping as if autumn itself had given them wings, until curiosity won, and they gathered by the fence to study the pram.
September 30, 2025 at 2:44 AM
Golden fields, crisp air, and young cows leaping as if autumn itself had given them wings, until curiosity won, and they gathered by the fence to study the pram.