
Silent Sunday


Thank you for last week’s sparkling Winter images and thoughts – showing that, despite being cold or wet it can be a season of beauty!
This week we are happy to welcome Xenia of Tranature as our host, and she has chosen ”Sanctuary” – a timely concept for the year of 2020.
I have a friend, whose home is a true sanctuary. In the hills, a kilometer away from me.
When you walk up the gravel road – of course there is a string of grass in the middle – …
…and the houses and the lush grounds meet your eye – a calm, serene feeling of harmony descends upon you.
Sanctuaries are magical places – dare I say holy?
– Colleen Patrick-Goudreau
Just Listen to the sound of Mother Nature – and, only Cats know how to Live In the Moment.
Thank you, my friend, for letting me visit your house whenever I need to.
Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.
Take care and stay safe and well wherever you are in the world –
For Friendly Friday– Amanda wants a close examination…

A year after my hiking forest went down I thought I would return for a new photo documentation. What has happened since then – is life returning, what and how?
Memories of the old forest are obvious, tangible,
– but life is slowly returning.
Grasses mostly – moving waves in the wind – covering and discovering…
… roots
– still holding on to the soil.
But grasses are the masters here now – mostly wavy hair-grass.
And I feel happy and hopeful. New beginnings, new life.
Winter? Now? Totti would have loved it!
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
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Winter is not the same in any corner of the world…and maybe most significant is the difference when you compare the Northern Hemisphere with the Southern Hemisphere. – So, your winter is not mine, my winter is not yours.
Let’s enjoy the differences! Being different and different experiences give us more strength and brings variety to our lives. This week – Winter rules.
I decided to get nostalgic about this theme – as our winters have changed much over the years since I was a child…even in the last ten years, three years, year… Climate change has also made every season more unpredictable. We live in changing times in all aspects. A bit of nostalgia comes over me quite often these days – I guess you might feel the same?
For many years we went skiing every winter, in Dalarna, Sweden. We always stayed in Fryksås, at an old mountain farm – or Shieling (Scottish Gaelic) – overlooking Lake Orsa.
Mille, our first Lagotto (Milo look-a-like, isn’t he?) was a cone collector…he could easily run with 5 (five) cones in his mouth without dropping a single one. He loved going to Fryksås every year – knowing he could play around every day in that cold snow.
The last time we rented one of these 18-19th century cottages, was in 2010. No electricity, no lamps, no technical devices…Only open fires, candle light, reading, playing card games and board games. Knitting, crocheting, discussing… The children (18 and 20 by then – and still loving this concept!) slept in the beautifully painted box-beds.
In Skåne, where I live, (the most southern part of Sweden), winters used to have at least a month of snow, and skiing was often possible. Today’s winters offer only forest walks. And this last winter, for the first time in my life, we had no snow at all.
– And no ice breaking up, letting the brooks sing and the smooth, velvety stones reflect the sun. But I am deeply grateful that we all have these wonderful memories – and that the children share them too. We still talk about going to Fryksås again. Together. Just the four of us. Maybe some day…
Announcement: We are happy to welcome Xenia of Tranature as our Guest Host for August 1 !
And thank you, Patti, for hosting a beautiful Autumn week! Thank you for so many colourful and beautiful posts from friends all over the world!
Despite the fact that winter will come to all of us – whether we like it or not…we are looking forward to seeing Your Winter! Meanwhile – stay safe and well out there.
Have you seen these:
For my husband’s birthday, we decided to surprise him with Norrvikens Trädgårdar…
A lovely park we had not visited since the 1970’s.
One man’s work – glorius, and even better than I remembered it.
The grand greenhouses were magnificent,
and a great place for weddings and big parties.
The various gardens also displayed very old trees and foreign species.
Open air installations were blending in quite well.
And Milo found several little ponds to drink from, before the next adventure…
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