Weekly Photo Challenge: Family

Familj – de man känner mest samhörighet med, de som står en närmst. Oftast är det den egna familjen, bestående av kanske föräldrar och barn. Mitt bidrag blir min älskade Totti och hans ”tjej” och deras gemensamma valpar. Det var mycket spännande att se hur han skulle reagera när han mötte dem. Först mycket tveksamt – snarast lite rädd för de små…men det tog sig efter hand. Han nosade gärna med staket emellan…för de var ju lite oberäkneliga de där små. Kanske de ändå på något sätt visste att de hörde samman, för Totti var mycket snäll och de små oförväget nyfikna.

Jag behöver väl knappast förklara att Totti och Mille tillhör familjen?

Family – those who you feel closest to. Mostly your own family, parents and children. My entry is my beloved dog, Totti, his ”girlfriend” and his first puppies. It was exciting to see how well they got along, at first the little ones felt a bit scary to him, but later he was more confidently curious. The puppies adored him and were very curious from the start. Maybe they know somewhere that they are kin – I would like to think so.

I suppose I don’t have to explain that Totti and Mille belong to our family too?

Ese’s weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – Touch

Touch is important…
Shoes are the finishing touch on any outfit and it is important to complete a look with the perfect pair!
Tracy Reese

Weekly Photo Challenge: Windows

Fönster har alltid varit viktiga för oss – inte minst i länder där ljuset behöver komma in under de mörka  vintermånaderna. När jag var barn hade man dubbla fönster med bomull/ull emellan och ibland eterneller därpå.

Inga fönster är mig kärare än de enkla fönster vi har i sommarstugan. De är mycket gamla, med flagnande färg och gistet trä som gör dem svåra att öppna och stänga. Men de är – Sommar. Det andra fotot visar S’t Mary’s Church i Scarborough, som har sällsynt vackra fönsterbågar.

Windows have always been important to us, and I think maybe especially in countries where they are much needed for the light during the dark winter months. When I was a child many windows were double and had a string of cotton or wool in between the two window glasses. Sometimes people decorated with flowers or herbs there as well.

To me, no windows are more beautiful  than the simple old windows of our summer house. Their colouring is fading and their wooden frames so worn that they are no longer easy to open and close…but they are – Summer. The second photo shows St Mary’s church in Scarborough – where I simply fell in love with both the windows and their frames.

Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge: Music

Music is an important part of our lives – and Music is also Ese’s challenge this week. Young people today have music plugged in their ears all day it seems…which would be a bit too much for me… I love silence.

I do love silence, but I also love almost all kinds of music, from bird song to heavy metal. I have a sweet tooth for music coming up spontaneously among people, for big voices like Freddie Mercury’s and tenors as Andrea Bocelli’s, for clear and soaring ones like Mireille Mathieu’s and Sara Brightman’s – and  also for odd instruments.

Music is everybody’s possession. It’s only publishers who think that people own it.

John Lennon

Weekly Photo Challenge: Beginning

Last year we saw the beginning of a new building further down our street. A rather dilapidated old house was torn down and a magnificent old garden with a giant apple tree had to go. I still miss that apple tree…There used to lie tons of apples under it in Autumn – for anyone to pick and use.

This company sets up a new house in a couple of days only – now there are people living in all of its apartments. Lights in every window this grey winter.

Find more beginnings here.

Ese’s Shoot & Quote Challenge: Continuous

 

The self is not something ready-made, but something in continuous formation through choice of action.

John Dewey

For more of continuous – click here.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Joy

Last summer was – I think the most lovely summer I have ever experienced in Sweden. Warm, dry, sunny – soft water and light nights without stars. We stayed several weekends in late autumn in our summer house. which never happens ordinary summers. This September day I was walking the dogs, heading towards the small fishing village nearby. On the bridge I met this smiling, happy couple, standing there, admiring the beauty of nature, before going to the church. They were filled with joy that day, and in that moment. I just had to ask for a photo – and of course they said yes (!) with all that light shining from within! So proud of each other and so much in love…

For even more joyous pictures,  – click here!

Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge: Happiness

Happiness can be many things – why not to have a happy, newly married young man, rummaging with his friends in my kitchen, baking bread by candle light, wearing a funny apron? I guess Ese has many other solutions at her place!

Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.

Dalai Lama

Weekly Photo Challenge: Community

When I read or hear the word ”community” I immediately think of bees and ants, whose communities are extraordinary interesting. On our week in Spain this autumn, we had an apartement with a terrass/balcony, on which also resided the tiniest ants. So small that they in fact were almost invisible. Until someone dropped a cheese crumb on his way out from the kitchen…

När jag hör eller läser ordet ”community” eller ”samhälle” tänker jag nog först på bin eller myror. De är intressanta varelser och jag och min familj tycker mycket om dem. Till vår stora glädje delade vi lägenhet och terrass med ett litet samhälle minimyror i Spanien. Jag tror knappast att vi hade upptäckt dem om inte någon tappat en ostsmula på väg ut från köket med frukosten…

My spoon left my cup of coffee and ended up beside the ants to make you see their tininess…To see other communities, click here.

Faktiskt är vi så tokiga att vi brukar jämföra myror i olika länder vi besöker, hur stora/små de är och hur de lever. Det kan låta galet, men vi är sådana bara…

I like ants, and so do our whole family. In every country we visit we notice the size of the ants and compare them to ants in other countries. This might sound a bit weird, but that’s the way we are…

Why are they so interesting then? Well, if you peer into the deep recesses of an ant colony, you will discover an extremely well organized community with thousands of workers quietly going about their jobs. Some dig nests while others gather food or tend the young. Remarkably, every chore is done without supervision or direction, and some workers even switch jobs to meet the ever-changing needs of the colony.

How does an insect as tiny as this with a brain smaller than a poppy seed decide to carry out a particular task? The answer,  is that it has less to do with brainpower than with the ant’s extraordinary sense of smell. Scientists have found that, when a parade of patroller ants returns to the nest, their distinctive body odor cues other workers to go out and forage for food. I don’t think that this crumb of cheese had been left on the floor for more than a couple of minutes when I took this photo. And then we should remember that the distance between this crumb inside the apartment and the ant colony below the rail at the rear end of the terrace  must have been – say about 3-4 metres. So, ants use chemicals the way we use sight and sound.

Vad är det som är så intressant med dem då? Jo, hur kan en så liten varelse, med en närmast obefintlig hjärna leva i och sköta ett så välorganiserat samhälle? En del bygger i boet, andra samlar mat och ytterligare andra tar hand om de små nya myrorna. Och detta gör de helt av sig själva. De till och med byter jobb och täcker upp för varandra när så krävs. Forskare har kommit fram till att det är myrornas dofter som leder dem. De använder alltså kemi för att tala om vad som ska göras och var man finner mat. Fotot, med min tesked som storleksmätare, tog jag kanske två minuter efter att smulan tappats, och den låg inne i lägenheten. Myrorna bodde under terrassräcket kanske 3-4 meter bort – utomhus.

Från det vi förstod att vi delade lägenhet med dessa våra minsta, såg vi till att tappa några smulor då och då…och innan vi åkte tillbaka till Sverige fick de levererat en farvälsmulhög att kalasa på – alldeles vid deras egen ingång under terrassräcket.

From the moment we understood we shared apartement with these pleasant little creatures, we made sure to drop some little crumbs every now and then…and when we left for Sweden again, they got a farewell load of crumbs delivered right by their door.