I’m taking a walk every day despite the gloomy weather. I wonder how the clothespin got there?
There is so little snow.
Bearded.
Humans were here.
And there.
Category: changing seasons
Painting Winter
The snow came early this year.
I decided it was a good time to get started on the winter version of my birch forest series.
It was the kind of snow that stays on the trees. I just love it, when this happens.
The birches are ready to be cut.
It was winter wonderland last week. Now everything is melting again.
Funny coincidence: this afternoon, I ran out of white paint.
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Mist And Sun
This happened over the weekend.
Perfect timing for this week’s photo challenge: Transmogrify.
It had been a while!
October Mood
Blue skies, bright autumn leaves, all gone.
Shorter and shorter days. Gray skies, first frosts. The harsh smell of manure. No wind. Cardamom, Cinnamon. Chilly, lazy mornings. Bubbling apple sauce, newly baked bread. Knitting needles, colored pencils. Bowls of oatmeal, cups of tea.
Suddenly everything revolves around the wood stove.
In The Autumn Forest
On the last day of August, I took a little morning walk.
I followed the path into the forest.
The floor was covered with red blueberry leaves and lingonberries.
It’s been rainy lately and now mushrooms are popping up everywhere.
As I explored and took pictures, the wind made a nice rustling sound in the trees above my head.
It really really looked like a fairy tale forest.
Quiet, and full of treasures.
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Fields And Skies
Green fields are turning yellow, wild geese and swallows are back.
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July Snapshots
Wow, it’s been quiet around here. But you see, July is such a busy month : sunbathing (vitamin D, please!), dipping feets in rivers, driving past roadside flowers and funny road signs (“drive safe, retirees playing !”), treasure hunting in flea markets, building miniature watermills, making coffee on campfires, having picnics with a view (and occasionally, mosquitoes), etc, etc.
Bright summer nights, great times, great company: July in Sweden is just wonderful.
