My Oldest Friend

Last night I lost my oldest friend, Anita. We have known each other for more than 40 years, and never lost contact. A tough lady, redheaded and strong willed. In the beginning, when we worked together, I was a bit afraid of her harsh speaking and straight forward attitude, but soon learned she had a heart of gold.

We found we had the same interests – birds, flowers and dogs. We had so many good laughs together… with some spring birdwatching and dog walking and talking…How I will miss her. So much. My eyes seem never to get dry.

She had no children, no family, only a brother – sharing the same mother but different fathers. Anita had such style and good taste, and her brilliant knowledge in so many areas took her to the top of entering a TV show. And I am missing her happy, low laughter too. My friend, Anita.

People could always turn to her for help – she helped others far too much and kept too little for her own needs.

The phone rang early this morning. I had not slept well for several nights, because I had been sitting by her side, watching her fade away. All her life she had been the master and commander of her own life, working in Italy and Switzerland, and back home again. The last two years  she lived at a home for elderly people with dementia – and could no longer decide over her own living or doings. Her ”inmates” did not speak much, and there was nobody interested in dogs or flowers, or birds. And Anita was a social person…She never found a new friend there, and every time I came visiting her, she said she wanted to leave. And to have a dog again.

 

She had many dogs throughout her life, and a kennel for several years – pugs. She imported a great bitch from England, and with her and her offspring, she won everything – home and abroad. Stockholm, Oslo, Berlin…in short, a champion kennel.

To be allowed to stay at this home, she had to let go of her last dog. That was a devastating blow to her spirit, and she never really recovered from it.

I miss you very much, Anita. Thank you for letting me know you, for keeping me warm by your fire.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Travel theme: Grassy

The green, grassy slopes of the Azores!. For more grassy things…click here.

 

Travel theme: Cook

Warm food is always a treat – be it in the Amazon rainforest or in the cold market of Jokkmokk! Cook!

 

Travel theme: Over

Travel theme: Over

Over my head in the header and in the skate park. Over the water in Tibet.

As a teenager, my son´s happiest moments were in the big bowls of Malmoe skate park. I have been there too, just to see him enjoy, jumping Over me!

CFFC: Looking Up at Things

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Looking Up at Things

They were fixing our roof…and I looked up at one of the guys – who looked down on me…

WPC: A Good Match

Daughter and Dog – A Good Match indeed!

 

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CFFC: Good and Bad

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Good and Bad

This is a game played by men and bulls in Terceira, Azores. The bad thing is that it seems to be man versus beast – but the good thing is, that the bull is running through the streets on a rope, pulled to a stop when he gets to wild. Mostly young men try to run as close as possible, but never hurt the bull. They let loose about five bulls – one at a time – and take them in to rest when they are tired. Nobody gets hurt. It is a matter of showing courage, impressing ladies and other young guys – bull and man trying to outsmart each other.

 

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No politics…but I could have used the white hat and the black hat in this challenge as well – reversed though. A matter of opinion.

Travel theme: Paper

For PR – promoting things, like Lars Wallin clothes, we still use paper…

Writing novels, short stories and poetry…

Writing other important, or less important, messages…

Milk Maid Made in Sweden

Milk Maid Made in Sweden (out of milk packages)

Foto efter Pinatubos utbrott 1991

Art and documentation – Photo after Pinatubo’s eruption

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Nya Zeeland 1 315Information and news…

Cykelturer i Blekinge 2012 096…and for candy bags of course…

So, except for wrapping paper, these were a few more I found in my pockets, for Ailsa!

Hiking Festival at Hovdala

Hiking festival at Hovdala  – a part of Eurorando, Europe’s biggest hiking and walking event. There were many groups and trails to choose from. I joined the photography group.

And what a day we had. In the middle of September – and 25 degrees Celsius…A bit too warm for hiking really, but an ordinary autumn, the alternative would have been rain.

 

Between 5000 and 7000 hikers from all of Europe travel to Skåne during 7 days to walk the Scanian trails, socialize and explore the Swedish nature, culture and society.

The landscape showed its best and so did the weather. After the walk we were all served a delicious vegan chili soup with bread. Thank you all participants for a glorious day well spent!