
What’s Milo looking at?

– His ”cousins”!

It doesn´t become daylight before it turns cold and dark again.

We must treasure these short moments of beauty with long walks, deap breaths and much love!

What’s Milo looking at?

– His ”cousins”!

It doesn´t become daylight before it turns cold and dark again.

We must treasure these short moments of beauty with long walks, deap breaths and much love!

So, it’s the end of a wonderful summer – but also a frightening summer with far too high temperatures.

The little port at the other side of the water, is glowing in the morning sun. It’s September, and temperatures should be falling. Should be…but are not. We swim every day in the warm sea.

I pick up Milo and we walk along the summer houses by the water. The neighbours let their flowers invade the walk, and I love those high, handsome bells.






As we head for the meadows and the canal, one of the big herons sweeps over our heads. It is the last visit to our summer house this year, and I always feel sad to say goodbye to this beloved place. A piece of freedom – a haven of peacefulness it is. And when the summer tourists have left, everything is quiet, and Mother Nature can take it back and have it all to herself.






The car is packed, and we drive back home again. The first thing to do is to water all the plants and flowers. Hardly any rain fell here this summer, and some plants didn’t survive. We don’t have our own well – so – there are choices to be made. Which plants or flowers do I absolutely want to live? Which ones must I let go?






It’s easier indoors, where I can close the blinds and and save all the plants from the scorching sun.
I try not to think about that ominous heat – only to love the beautiful summer we had. But, something is very wrong with the climate. And – with many other things in this world. Still, I am grateful for a wonderful summer with family and friends. They are my hope. I hope you had a lovely summer too. Or the season you are in.
Tina starts this week with another of her wonderful quotes – this time from Mahatma Gandhi:
Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.
Through my whole life, I have strived to take good care of and preserve the things I love. When it comes to humans, people I love, it becomes more difficult. We don’t live forever. Photos are essential of course, but to me, also living things I have received or inherited from them.



The white geranium above, was one of the flowers in my grandmothers windows. In Sweden we have a long tradition of keeping geraniums in our homes – indoors and outdoors. My grandmother taught me everything about them, and I inherited all of hers when she died in 1988. Soon I excelled in propagating them from cuttings, and outdoors they thrive the whole summer.
Our National Painter, Carl Larsson, often used his family and home as models for his pictures. The Flower Window is maybe a favourite with most Swedes.



Our summer house is a haven for the whole family – and the old sallow was the warden tree. It was believed to be at least 200 years old. Last year it didn’t make it through the heavy storms, but luckily a sapling survived at its feet. We were so happy. When we arrived early this spring though, the sapling too had fallen in new storms. And maybe, because it no longer had the support of the mother tree.
I was devastated, and so were all of us. I decided to gather some of its twigs and take them home, ”Live!” I whispered… when I planted them, and at least one of them does. I am hoping for more.

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet.
– Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare
I often fall in love with roses, and would love to have more of those. Google is a good friend when my books are too old, and I found a good youtube clip that showed me how to take cuttings. So, nowadays, I don’t have to double expose my rose photos to see more of them! And I can give new roses away as presents too. This yellow rose for example. I now have three of them.


I just could not resist picking something I have learned over the years, ever since I was a child. It still gives me so much joy and satisfaction. It’s a celebration of life. My whole house and garden are filled with plants and flowers, and many of them are gifts from the start, or inherited. So, in fact they are great great grandchildren to the original ones.


Tina wants us to show some of the things we’ve learned about photography or any other subject. How do we learn it – by doing, from classes, or online, or through working with others? Please be sure to use the Lens-Artists Tag with your responses and to link your posts to Tinas’s original one.
Last week Egidio took us Into the Woods for some Forest Bathing. I enjoyed all of the wonderful responses I could read. Our summer house does not easily allow us an internet connection… On Saturday, August 2 at noon Eastern Time John will be hosting our next challenge. Many thanks to Tina for this challenge Lens-Artists #358 – Live and Learn


You who follow me know, that May is My month. So much beauty, so many birds coming in – today, the redstart arrived and flashed its colours outside my window. What joy!

Wood sorrel

Bird-cherry tree

Forest filled with ostrich fern

Beautifully backlit

Happy May to all of you from some of my favourite flowers, ferns and trees!
In general, April is the last month of Winter/Spring, and after it…comes the most beautiful month in Sweden – at least according to me. May.

It’s been a strange year, this last one. No snow – for the first time in my entire life.

This picture was taken in April 2013. This used to be the ordinary look of April.

It is warming up – or, we are warming up our planet. In fact, 2024 has been the warmest year ever on planet Earth.

Our glaciers are melting fast – and they are our fresh water reserves. Today I heard again that in Norway and Sweden they melt the fastest. Many of them are already gone.

But the Wood Anemonies are still flowering, and the glorious Spring light allows us to forget our troubles and what lies ahead of us.



No winter in sight this year – not even a day of frost and sun. It is worse than November. Happy to have my granddaughter cheering me up!



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