I love your pictures of the snow in your country. It never snows where Im from, and as a consequence I have never experienced what a winter like the pics show, must be like.Sweeden is on the other side of the world to where I am from. Thanks for your blog :-)
Concise (which is a good thing to be), It is an exciting moment when an unknown blogger comments here.
I was talking about winter and snow just the other day, and I realized that what I liked so much is that I have to concentrate in order to survive. I can't just go out unprepared. It reminds me that I am alive.
Actually jeanne, I am 'consise' as opposed to 'concise' for the obvious reason that I can not spell.Wow. I had never thought about winter in that way,it must be really difficult like that to have to 'concentrate' so much as you have put it.
It's not difficult, because it's just a part of the way things are here, but it's a realization of fact behind the habits that can be discerned if you think about it. The same way you might take water with you into a desert.
Brendar, That small man is a child-seat with a harness, and very practical. Our youngest grew out of it years ago, so it now carries groceries and such.
Steve, This is a very small piece of Sweden. Right near us reminds me of right near you, to judge by your most recent pictures. The angles are similar or something. Where we used to live, further north, things feel different. Also, there are fewer leafy trees further north. It's not the sea, but the second largest lake in Sweden, Vättern. It's got a very rocky shoreline, but we have a beach a bit more than 1 kilometer down the road. Straight ahead of us down by the lake there is a ledge and a four or five meter drop to the shoreline. It's possible to work one's way down in some places, but it's difficult.
I don't know when we'll turn our adventurous feet in your direction. You are always welcome here.
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That's a beautiful view Jeanne. Lucky you and your family.
Thank you. Nice to see you here.
I visit quite often but don't write many comments.
I love your pictures of the snow in your country. It never snows where Im from, and as a consequence I have never experienced what a winter like the pics show, must be like.Sweeden is on the other side of the world to where I am from. Thanks for your blog :-)
AC,
Well, your mere presence is most welcome.
Concise (which is a good thing to be),
It is an exciting moment when an unknown blogger comments here.
I was talking about winter and snow just the other day, and I realized that what I liked so much is that I have to concentrate in order to survive. I can't just go out unprepared. It reminds me that I am alive.
Festi,
Come come. You're making it blush.
Or is that "Now now"? My english is escaping me.
Actually jeanne, I am 'consise' as opposed to 'concise' for the obvious reason that I can not spell.Wow. I had never thought about winter in that way,it must be really difficult like that to have to 'concentrate' so much as you have put it.
It's not difficult, because it's just a part of the way things are here, but it's a realization of fact behind the habits that can be discerned if you think about it. The same way you might take water with you into a desert.
That's really beautiful. Usually I'd make some kind of lame attempt at humor here, but I can't do anything but say I wish I were there.
I wish you were too.
Jeanne I love your photos . I will have to visit your blog again .
Is there a small man dressed in red trying to mount one of those bicycles from the aft?
Charles,
Concise (almost) and Blunt, all in one day.
You live directly west of where I grew up, in Westminster West, just north of Putney, just north of Brattleboro, Vt.
I love having new visitors.
Brendar,
That small man is a child-seat with a harness, and very practical. Our youngest grew out of it years ago, so it now carries groceries and such.
Steve,
This is a very small piece of Sweden. Right near us reminds me of right near you, to judge by your most recent pictures. The angles are similar or something. Where we used to live, further north, things feel different. Also, there are fewer leafy trees further north.
It's not the sea, but the second largest lake in Sweden, Vättern. It's got a very rocky shoreline, but we have a beach a bit more than 1 kilometer down the road. Straight ahead of us down by the lake there is a ledge and a four or five meter drop to the shoreline. It's possible to work one's way down in some places, but it's difficult.
I don't know when we'll turn our adventurous feet in your direction. You are always welcome here.
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