Cultural Differences in Reverse

Some of our culturally diverse Family

Represented are Mexicans, Swedes, Icelandic, Chinese, Filipino, Japanese, Irish, English and German Americans.
My apologies if I missed anyone.

There is much to get used to when one moves from one culture to another.  Somehow I did not think it would be as hard "in reverse" as it was going the "other way".  But it is and perhaps this time around it is even harder.  By this I mean that going to America when I was 17 was hard and a big adjustment.  But, now after 40 plus years going back to Sweden is a much bigger adjustment and more difficult. It is with much gratitude I look back at all those years away.  Grateful to have learned to be an independent self thinking individual totally responsible for my own life. Being back here, back to my roots, I am becoming increasingly aware that here you are NOT your own keeper......... for better or for worse and the jury is out on that one.  Pondering.  Am not so absolutely sure that I am pleased with that situation the way it seems.  So much is so good here.  I am grateful to have this opportunity, but I would also like to continue to be my own boss, to "God forbid" coin a phrase, I want to be the DECIDER!

The lines at the grocery store where everyone stares steadily at some inanimate object, never looking at the person next to them in line and close to NEVER striking up a conversation never mind a HELLO.

The NUMBER TAGS!  You come to a store and or a counter and if you are not Swedish you would never know to look for a "number dispenser".  These are little tags with numbers that give the person working on the other side of the counter a reason to "serve" you.  The dispensers are often very hard to find and do not think that anyone is going to guide you to it unless you actually are a foreigner and you ask for or act like you are in need of help.  Early on, when I was still not back in the KNOW I would go into a store, no one else is in there so I would think that I would be the next one to be waited on.  Absolutely NOT!  In comes another customer, he/she knows where that treasured number dispenser is and BINGO he gets to place his order before me and I will go and get that  stupid tag and start waiting all over again.  How did it ever come to be like that??  Can not but wonder??   How can it be that most of the rest of the world where I have been  can have order and civility in their shops and stores without this strange "system".  As I said, just wondering???

I have just suffered an allergic reaction to SOMETHING?  Had purchased a new shampoo and conditioner at a shop claiming no bad stuff no animal testing no this no that.  Actually I purchase a lot of my body and skin care products in these shops and did so in California as well.  Washed my hair a couple of times, no problem other than perhaps a strange "tingling" sensation.  Third time WHAM!  Scalp itch, skin crawl, swollen eyes, blistered skin, puffy face, a mess!  Never before.. ....  No, not true a long time ago I had colored my hair at a salon and I had a similar itchy situation.  Anyway, my messed up face this time around, rather severe has not been a nice thing to deal with, hard on ego and self confidence is one thing, uncomfortable to no end, no not fun at all.  Again dealing with culture differences can be unnerving.  Here I am looking like the "Hunchback of Notre Dame" a la Charles Laughton ok less the hunched back.  Swollen eyes, weird blistered forehead with something similar to horns forming, bad ugly face to say the least.  Well here in Sweden I think people try to be polite.  NO ONE in Sweden looks strange, no matter how strange they look.  It is something they teach and there is good in that I suppose.  So here I am looking rather grotesque and for me abnormal.  Everyone I meet act as if I am perfectly NORMAL, including friends and neighbors.  This makes me feel like they don't care.  Had I gone to Raileys in Oakhurst looking this way people I knew would have burst out OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!?!?  Right or wrong it is just darned hard sometimes learning how different people think and act.  Not to misunderstand the "Swedish  Way" I full well realize that they are brought up as polite people and being polite means one avoids mentioning such things as someone looking weird.  Yet after forty some years in another mode it is hard to get used to the one I was born into, the culture I thought I knew so well.

The sad part, for what ever reasons or well intentions, this lack of human contact or acknowledgment of your existence is not a pleasant one.  It makes for people living in their own little bubbles.  I think that human interaction is essential to being human and feeling alive.  Human emotions, like happiness, sadness, crying, and talking about your inner feelings is a positive good thing.  I fear Swedes, in general,  think this is somehow a weakness in a person and is to be avoided.

David and I have each other which gives us strength.  And we need to try not to get upset with people here and know that they are well intentioned and we are culturally different.  We are considering opening up a small photo cafe shop in our storage room.  We will try and make it a happy gathering place for people to enjoy each others company.  I think that many other people here in Sweden are also longing for the human touch.  I know we need it.
Foreign born Swedes, foreigners, and local swedes looking for a different human experience.
We may become known as the place where the Crazy Swedish American woman and her Crazy Mexican American husband live.  Which is just fine by me.

I am reminded of a cute story about my cousin Margaretha, the most adorable girl with soft curly bright red hair, she was around five and on a trolly or bus with her Mother.  Not far from them sat a woman with a very different look (large nose and a very strange hat if I recall correctly).  As all well brought up children even fifty years ago she knew not to point and gawk so she taps her Mother on the arm and says in a rather loud voice:  "Mother when we get home can we talk about the lady with the big nose and the weird hat!

By the way, my beautiful cousin Margaretha is the owner and proprietor of a delightful antique shop located in the old part of Stockholm called Gamla Stan. The name of it is Tillys Kuriosa if interested you can see it here.   And yes, she still has that incredible red hair!!!   The woman in the window is Margaretha.

For those of you who are Playing For Change enthusiasts I want to  say that I was thrilled to see that there was a concert in Skeppsholmskyrkan in Stockholm.  It was going to be televised on TV3.  Check out Playing for Change here.  Great music.

Marlena Ernman,  Måns Zelmerlöw, Rasmus Seebach and the choir One Voice under the direction of Gabriel Forss were some of the participants.  They are doing just that!  Playing For Change, I am so happy!

Volkswagen Factory in Dresden

Image from www.conceptcarz.com

I have been getting some nice emails with interesting subjects lately.  Here is another one from my friend in Mariposa, CA.

It is a very interesting and fun factory.

Swedish Drivers

This is a touchy subject for Swedes.  And maybe I should limit it to Swedes in Skane, southern Sweden where we live since that is my experience.  A swedish man I was talking to once told me about Swedish men that "You can get away with saying something somewhat critical about his wife but beware of saying anything critical about his driving or you will have an enemy for life."

Sweden is about the size of California with a population of just over 9 million.  California has just over 37 million.  Skane has a population of 1.2 million.  Which is roughly the same size as the city proper of Los Angeles with a population of 4 million.  The population density of Los Angeles is 7,700 per sq. mile.  The population density of Skane is 290 per sq. mile.  The point is that there is "no traffic" here.  Of course when the weather is bad and it is rush hour traffic here can cause some delays.  But even those are minor in comparison to traffic in Los Angeles.  Now with all this information on with my observations.

Some basic assumptions on my part based on my experience.  Most drivers in California are good courteous drivers (85% good / 15% questionable).  Most Skane Swedish drivers are good courteous drivers (60% good / 40% very questionable).  Not scientific.

On most country roads the speed limit here is 70 km/h.  We live on a country road.

What I have observed:

• There are two cars on the road going in the same direction with no other cars to be seen as far as the eye can see.  One car is tale gating the other.  Why?
• The same situation as above, only it is snowing and the roads are slippery, the tail gating car now attempts to pass the other car in snow drifts.  Why?
• There is one car on the road driving in one direction.  There is a bicycle rider in the distance in front of him.  There is a person walking his dog on the opposite side of the road in the distance.  There is an oncoming car in the opposite lane.  Both cars do not attempt to slow down.  Remember, there is no other traffic.  The cars do not give an inch.  Both cars squeeze together passing the person walking his dog and the bicycler on the road.  All four are in parallel to each other at the same point. Why?
• One car is driving at what appears to be about 90 km/h on a 70 km/h road.  Another car passes him at what seems to be 110 km/h.  No other cars on the road.  All weather conditions apply.  Why?
• 70% of drivers have an appendage stuck in their ear called a cell phone while smoking and trying to drive a car and shifting gears (most cars are not automatic).  Some of them are even texting.  When Neta and I are walking Ralle down a short stretch of the road we have to flag them away from us because they are too busy talking, speeding, and smoking.  Why?
• Many people have horses here and you often see them riding on a country road to get to a trail.  Drivers slow down from 70 to 50 and slightly move over.  Others don't even slow down.  Why?
•  On major highways (freeways) its customary to only use the left lane for passing or when you are speeding way over the speed limit.  If you happen to be passing a truck you will often find a car kissing your rear bumper indicating that he/she wants to pass.  Remember, there can often be a handful of cars on the road.  Why?
• If you ever try to enter the flow of traffic in major cities, shopping centers, or change lanes you will not often ever come across a driver who will let you go first.  Fortunately this is never a real problem because there is so little traffic.  But why is there often no courtesy?
• If you are a walking in a parking lot drivers will very often ignore you.  They will most always go first.  Why?
• 44% of Swedes from Skane consider themselves far superior safe drivers as stated in the Helsingborg news paper yesterday.  Why?

My conclusion is that a high percentage of Swedish drivers are very aggressive, inconsiderate, and irresponsible.  Swedish drivers don't know how good they have it.  No traffic to contend with and no reason to drive as they do.  There are very few police on the roads.  You can very often go a full week without seeing one.  Perhaps they drive like this because they can.  The government tries to take care of its people.  And, maybe in doing so people often don't take responsibility for their own actions.  Maybe,  like a teenager with new found freedom from home, they go crazy behind the wheel.  I don't know.

Like I said there is very little traffic here so this is not an intolerable situation.  It is just curious and sometimes annoying.

Merry Christmas to All

On this positively balmy morning it is only - 6 degrees C.  We have had our first slice of Griljerad Skinka, the traditional ham coated with a mixture of egg, mustard, and sprinkled with bread crumbs then roasted in a hot oven to get crispy.  In addition to the ham we had a slice of Gingerbread, baked from a recipe from the Silver Palate Cookbook.  "Had I but one penny in the world, thou shouldst have it for Gingerbread" -- Love's Labor's Lost, William Shakespeare.  Actually we had our first slice of ham last night when I took it out of the oven, that is the way it is supposed to be, said my sister Elisabeth, did I not remember?  No, I did not.  She also advised  as to how to prepare it.  Then the plan was, I must admit, to make a Christmas Ham a la Jamie Oliver.  A ham coated with Jerk Seasoning, including loads of Scotch Bonnet peppers and basted with marmalade, something especially tasty for the more south of the border taste buds, but darn it all, the food processor did not want to cooperate !!

So, this will be a day of feasting and otherwise slow and easy.  No, No Kalle Anka (Donald Duck) at three o'clock. Strange to think how that came to be a big deal and now a tradition here, some cartoon starved children must have been the beginning........

With that we think of all our dear ones in California who are surviving deluges of rain with the Los Angeles area under severe weather warnings, Mariposa doused with more than five inches of rain, Wawona ten!! Our loved ones in Seattle are not as bad off thank goodness and we are just a bit cold nosed when we go out, but warm both on the inside and while we are inside, cause it is toasty in here.  Merry Christmas to all of you who make our life special, you know who you are.  Thank You!

Oh' here comes LUTFISK !!!! Linnea where are you when I need you the most ?

-20 Degrees Celsius This Morning

Some pictures from this mornings walk.

Now that's a little nippy.  Good thing the wind wasn't blowing.  It is 8:30 in the morning.  The sun was coming up and the moon was still up.

The hairs in my nose were freezing and I would twitch my nose and could actually hear them crackling.

Strange sensation. 

Ralle loves it for about an hour.  He too wants to come back into the house.  Twenty below zero Celsius is the temperature most freezers are set to.  In Fahrenheit it's -4 degrees.  That doesn't sound so bad.  In Kelvin that's 253 degrees.  Boy we would vaporize at that temperature.

This is unusual for Southern Sweden.  The winter snow has come early and colder this year.
And, they said last year was the worst and coldest winter in mans memory.  If this is a trend, what will next year be like?

Space Shuttle A Tribute to Joe in my eyes.

My High School long time friend Joe Yasuhara sent me this space shuttle clip.  It is long, about 45 minutes long.  But well worth watching.  Joe has been with the Space Shuttle program for 25 to 30 years.  Almost from its inception.  The space shuttle program is now coming to an end.

I don't have a picture of Joe at the ready.  I admire Joe for his attitude towards life, like the quote from a Clint Eastwood movie "get busy living or get busy dying".  Joe is Japanese who lived in Mexico from a young age and who speaks great Spanish.  He developed polio before the vaccine was available.  He has been on crutches since then.  I became friends with Joe in high school.  We went rabbit hunting in Palmdale.  He hiked up and down those dry hot hills without a whimper.  He went motorcycle riding with me and my other friends.  We strapped his legs to the motorcycle so that they wouldn't flap in the wind.  Joe was determined to live life.  I admire Joe.  And think, Joe is part of the Space Shuttle family.  He has broken the gravity of the earth and gone into space.

Thank you Joe Yasuhara, my good friend.  Here is the clip for you to enjoy.  Set aside some time and check it out.

Happy Birthday to a Good Friend

Lars on top of Helsingborg

It is Lars Sonessons birthday today.  I would like to dedicate this blog to him.  His father started the family "Sonessons Kyl" AB business (refrigeration, heat pumps, cooling for ventilation systems) over 40 years ago in Helsingborg.  Lars, his brother, and mother all worked there.  Over the years they had up to 15 employees.

Lars' father was very innovative and self taught in the early years when he worked on ocean freighters as a member of the maintenance crew.  They built cooling machines to suit the customers needs.  They worked on small to large cooling systems.  They developed a reputation of the "go to" kyl company if you wanted it done right no matter what the system.

After Lars father and older brother died Lars's mom retired and Lars took over the family business together with his wife.  Lars continues the family tradition of hard, honest work.  To this day when no one else can fix a problem with a cooling system he is the "go to guy".  I am privileged to know him, work with him, and have him as a friend.

How did I come to know Lars?  When my wife and I moved to Sweden and bought our home Lars was our neighbor.  We were fortunate and so lucky to have him and his family living close to us.  Lars and his family helped and welcomed us to this new land of Sweden.  When he found out that I had knowledge of electronics and maintenance of electronic equipment he offered me a job in his business.  I am forever grateful to him for this.  He has taken me under his wing and taught me and continues to teach me the refrigeration business.  I have such a great teacher and friend in Lars.

It has sometimes been hard adjusting here in Sweden.  My wife and I are so grateful to the Sonessons for their support.

So please join me in Congratulating Lars on his birthday.

Grattis to Lars a hard working Blue Collar Worker with a great heart.

With Love

David and Agneta

Brrrrrrr, it got COLD !

Our last update had been in the "incubator" for a while prior to our pushing the "send" button and we had no more done that and the temperature here dropped pretty drastically.  Had a night or two with - 10 C . Presently it is warmer, just slightly above freezing and it is snowing fat, plump and juicy snowflakes,  it is very pretty out there.  Ralle loves it!  He, just as Una and Rontu used to,  goes out there to lay in the snow then lays there still until he gets covered by snow and we can hardly find him!  It is and looks very Christmasy.

On that note we had the pleasure to attend a traditional JULBORD this week end at Örenäs Castle!

Photo: Christmas.Skane.Com webb page

Photo: www.communityofsweden.com

Invited by our fabulous neighbors and friends next door.  Talk about a treat!  Christmas Dinner In the Castle!  A brand new experience  for me.  The setting was awesome.  Snowy scenery, with fires in fire pits and outdoor candles lining the walkways.  Warm Glögg served, before we entered through those big castle doors, and gingerbread hearts to nibble on while we waited for the rest of the guests to arrive.  Aaahh it was a splendid start of an evening filled with literally endless food!  Three enormous tables loaded with delicacies!  Table number one herring in absolutely every possible form from the old fashioned pickled and brined versions and the new varieties like lime, wasabi and many other  newfangled concoctions!  Guess, just a guess, ten or fifteen different kinds of herring alone.  Add breads, cheeses, eggs, potatoes, chopped onions .......

Photo: Swedecheese.blogspot.com

Table two Salmon gravad, smoked, poached, cured, in pate' form on and on.  In addition to that various kinds of meat pate', head cheese, jellied veal, ham.  We have just started!!!   Table three, now here comes the hot food, the main course so to speak.  Ribs, meatballs, sausages along with traditional cabbage dishes, red, green and brown versions, not to forget the potato dishes like Johnsson's Temptation.  Am starting to feel "stuffed" just thinking about it.  Perhaps in between here we should mention all the good stuff to drink!

Or tell you we had so much fun, have not laughed so hard in a while.  One of the guests a really neat guy who hales from London was telling us stories about language problems when he first struggled with Swedish, priceless stories that had us all in stitches!!

Oh man......   I could continue by talking about dessert, Irish Coffee, candies, chocolate, almond cookies with whipped cream and jam, Rice a la Malta.

Photo: communityofsweden.com

No, I have to stop.

Before I go into a "food coma" I will take both Ralle and David for a walk around the field in the falling snow.  Ah, that felt good.

Now there is a chicken roasting in the oven, stuffed with lemon, thyme (had to unearth it from a layer of snow) and garlic.  Will have mashed potatoes and green beans tossed with toasted garlic slivers and crushed red pepper on the side along with a little salad......... who was talking about "food coma" ?

This and That

Many years ago when we visited Fredrik and Annika in Göteborg and were out on a shopping round, we went to a Björn Borg store.  It was our introduction to this "upscale" shop.  Filled with sport ware, underclothes, bags and swim wear.  Some pretty "pricey" stuff.  Fredrik told us that he really liked the under ware.  Under wear is under wear I recall thinking, "pooh poohing" the high price.  So, years later after we moved here and I was at a loss as to what to get for David for some occasion, I surprised him with a pair.  David thought those were the most comfortable things he had ever worn, Freddy was right, there actually is a BIG difference from a pair of Heinz jockey shorts.

Kellie brought some back to California for Chris and for herself! Same thing, they "love" them, if you can say that about under wear.

For me, I must say that the most remarkable thing about this little story is about how strange life is.  Who would have thought that in the end, Björn Borg, this most amazing Swedish tennis player who grew up in Södertälje and came to be one of the WORLDS  BEST, would be remembered for his under wear!  In the beginning of his venture into the fashion world, his line was much wider.  Today it primarily consists of under garments, bags  and swim fashion.  Strange, how unpredictable  life is?  Sure can take some weird turns.  But  back to the under ware,if you wear those you end up having a gait like Clint Eastwood or Henry Fonda.... I swear, or why not George Clooney for good measure !

Wild dramatic weather here.  Sort of like in New Mexico.  If you don't like it just wait ten minutes.... we have sunshine, rain, sunshine,  hail then more sunshine.  We still have some Calendula blooming as well as  some Sweet Peas in the yard.  Nice.  The Aster roots have been dug up and put in storage until spring.  Yea, yea you Californians, just keep bragging about those eighty degree  days. It is not quite that warm here but beautiful none the less in the + fifties as I write this, almost Mediterranean!

On that note I want to include  a comment about Nordic Cuisine sent to us from my cousin in response to my Blog about Moster Helmi who dried rose hip for soup and tea.  Yes, she took us out to gather mushrooms and berries as well.   He is so right about how healthy Scandinavian food can be with it's inclusion of herring in so many forms, as well as salmon.  Fish with all the right Omega fats.  The root vegetables that would be harvested in the fall and could be kept in a cellar all winter are loaded with vitamins as is the cabbage.  The rutabaga also called "Swede" so full of vitamin C that sailors would bring it along, on their ships at sea and it kept them from getting scurvy!  Something I did not know until Jan-Otto told me.  "Limey's" I had heard of , all the while wondering, where did the Britts get the limes from ? Surely they  did not grow them on the island.  The back side of todays  common Swedish fare however is all it's cream, cream sauce this and cream sauce that, yummy for sure, but.......... sort of like Paula Dean and her   "everything tastes better with butter" philosophy !  "Sweden, the Land of Brown Sauce" was a recent  program on T V here, exploring  the traditional common everyday food culture.                                                                                                                                

Here is Jan-Otto's reply to  "Water and Wild Roses"    

Red the story about the rose hips and how to dry them and make good soup and tea.

Why do buy them manufactured by Ekströms when they are out there waiting for you.

Containing a lot of, I mean much, c-vitamins. In older times necessary to collect to survive long winters to avoid getting “skörbjugg”. And also all “rotfrukter” as carrots, swedes and potatoes. Able to save all the winters in cellars. Don’t forget the lingon berry. Also a lifeline in winters for people living I the north when there was not freezes and such.

Eating this kind of food including also marinated herring and other fat fishes with good fats for the heart is as healthy as the Mediterranean type of food some scientists says.

In modern culinary cousin it is very popular to use a small pink/orangecollored berry called “havtorn”. Contains more c-vitamins than kiwi I have heard.

There also are “ slånbär” which are good making liquor, aquavit and saft on when they are getting a little bit frozen after a cold autumn night. Not so easy to pick as the bush has shape “taggar”.

We are always so thrilled to hear your comments.  Thank you for your participation!   We are glad every time.                                                                                                          

Monica and Richard still pick berries and mushrooms in the forest that surrounds  their house. We all were out there, gathering chanterelle  mushrooms as well as blueberries and wild strawberries when Linnea, Ryan, Maud and I were visiting Uppsala together last.

Piles of chanterelles  at the out door market on Hötorget in Stockholm !

No slow flow !

We had a couple of great guys here changing our super old septic system.  It would have been nice to know how inefficient that old antique non approved handmade tiny little hole in the ground was when we purchased this place.

Could have been useful as we negotiated the price.  But we did not investigate that part fully ourselves and the professional inspector we had hired, did not even think of looking at it.  In California one must provide a certificate to the new buyer assuring them the septic is in great shape. Had we not purchased this house first we would have been aware.......... Que Sera !    But that is not what I wanted to talk about.  Rather what nice professionals these guys were.  What a machine they had to do the digging and trenching!  We want one of those!  After less than two days we had our new cleaning, filtering newfangled system installed and can flush, shower, wash clothes and take baths to our hearts content.  Great we say.  Now THAT is done.

While you guys "over there" brag about 80 degrees F and then some, you should be aware that the snow indicator poles along our road are in place and that the cars are being prepped for winter and equipped with  snow tires today.  Jealous?  Strangely, I actually like this weather with all the dramatic changes.  It is not supposed to be NICE all the time, or......?

Kellie is gone. Boohoo.
Gary is doing great at New Mexico Tech, is happy and might still have some chocolate.
Ryan has a big Swedish flag in his room at Redlands.
Linnea is thinking about packing her bags and glad that she is done running.
Saga, Pumpkin Nr. 1 was dressed as Bat Girl for Halloween.
Elliott, Pumpkin Nr. 2 was dressed as Bat Man.  Annika is being asked if they are twins.
Kevin is happy at school in Arizona and is in love.
C J is going to Jr. College one semester early.

Charlotte has a cousin Carina, who lives near Göteborg.  She creates a Blog called "Infing Funderar".  It is beautiful.  Can be viewed in English too of course.  Her pictures are so beautiful.  I am hooked!  You might want to look too.   You will better understand why we like it here!

We also read a Blog written by Hilary's Dad, Tom Hurley called "Musings of a slowly rotting mind...". He keeps us informed about what goes on at Bailey Flats,  in Oakhurst, Florence Lake, Muir Trail and about Benjamin!   Among other things.  Always interesting, fun, and filled with information and surprises and we constantly look for new chapters.

Here comes Kelliieee..............

When our first  grandchild was born, that little "button", she had a full head of black hair.  We attribute it to her maternal Grandmothers heritage.  Was that not yesterday?   Is  Kellies love and fascination for dragons  a part of her genetic background I wonder?  Her gift and talent for drawing and painting these amazing creatures was not something we came to realize right off, but soon enough.  My mother used to call her,  "her little Chinese Viking", with great pride and pleasure!

As so many American mothers Leslie went back to work when Kellie was VERY young.  No Maternity Leave for a year with 80 percent of your salary there!  It is hard for me to recall exactly how old but my guess is when Kellie was around twelve  weeks.  During that first period Jan, Kellies Grandmother, and David, who came to be known as Boompa took turns caring for baby Kellie on Thursdays and Fridays. At that time Davids work schedule was such that he had every Friday every other Thursday off.  That meant that Kellie grew up as part of "the pack" as we at that time had Chico the 125 pound Rottweiler and Marias tall, gangly Deer Hound Silas as  our family members.  Boompa would hike with the three of them over the Almaden hills, when the weather allowed, carrying Kellie in a back pack!  Those were the days!

Kellie grew and prospered and was of course the worlds MOST adorable very plump baby with arms and legs reminiscent of the Pillsbury dough man.  She always liked going to feed the horses, loved the zoo and our cats.  Later on after we had moved to Mariposa she became equally fond of Maria and Rays' cattle.  We had for a period of time two head of cattle grazing on our property there.  The first two, Rosa and Fernando became Kellies friends.  When she would come to visit there, she would first always put a red and white pot holder on her head, thinking it was a hat!  With that on her head she would go out and spend time grooming those cows, brushing and spraying.......... aaahh, those are memories all right!  Later on her fondness for animals would come to include chickens, pea fowl, guinea fowl, goats, deer and all the rest.  A special chapter in all of our lives, looked back on with great fondness.

Kellie is beautiful both inside and out.  A very confident, resourceful, talented and well travelled young woman.  We continue to be both proud and impressed.

Kellie, now a graduate from Santa Clara University since June,  has come to Sweden and has worked as an intern in Stockholm at a prestigious advertising agency where Robert, her second cousin works.  A job made possible only because of him.  Allowing her to "live her dream" as she herself says!  Fantastic experience making a week long side trip to Paris possible as well.

Photo by Ashley Batz

We get Kellie back next week.  Able to have her here for a few precious days before she goes back to California again, to start her new "REAl" life!  Treasuring every moment........ waiting for what will come next!

Great Minds Think Alike

Up early.  Out with the Ralle Nalle (bear).  Stuffed the bed sheets and pillow cases into the washer.  Light breakfast, a few chores.

Oh, beautiful morning!  Off to the shopping center, traded my just finished book "The Girl With Snow In Her Hair" with " The Swan Thieves" by Elizabeth Kostova at the Academibokhandeln.  Then on to the Wine and Spirits store for a bottle of Grappa di Chardonnay to have in our dessert tonight as I am fixing "Affogato".   Ralle, always so patient in the car, he absolutely loves going with us, needed to have a walk. So, on the way home this gorgeous early afternoon we swing by Svedbergs Kullen a forested hill close to our house.  Who do we run into?  Charlotte, Lars and their Chocolate Cup Cake, no no-- I mean their Chocolate Lab!  Ralle thinks Imma is a cup cake though, then coming around the bend is Paula our neighbor across the field, whom you might recall is Melkers Mom.  She has Smillan in tow, another "girl friend" of Ralles, an oooooh so beautiful Bernese Mountain Dog.  So there we ALL are!  Almost the entire  "hood", with our collective dogs this bright and sunny day!  How neat was that?  What were the chances....... other than GMTA as I said.

Ralle greets Lars one of Ralles' favorite friends

Yesterday too was a fun day.  No work for David, so he came along on the Friday morning shopping round.  Fish market, cheese shop and ICA.  Then a quick dog walk by the harbor in Höganäs.  As we come around the corner of the restaurant we meet some Japanese business men who were in total awe of Ralle.  Could they take his picture they asked in their so typically polite Japanese way.  Of course they could!!  Suddenly Ralle and David were totally surrounded by what turned out to be an entire bus load of well dressed Japanese business men............ it was too funny, they ooooohed and aaaaahed touched, nuzzled and patted this dog and took ooodles of pictures.  It was pretty cute.  We left there full well knowing that their visit in quaint little Höganäs would probably be best remembered by their meeting with the Great Pyrenees! Where was Davids' camera, when we needed it most? How typical.....

Tonight after a fabulous dinner, a bubble bath and some good wine, perhaps not in that order, into the bed with the clean sun and wind dried sheets, oooh sheer luxury.  How lucky are we??

It ended up being + 20 some degrees C today!  Changed the menu, BBQed instead.  Flexibility is good. One must take advantage of EVERY day when one can use the Weber!!

Water and Wild Roses

When I was a little girl Moster/Auntie Helmi, who turns ninety six years old today, would take us kids out on our bikes into the forrest to pick rose hips.  She would dry them in pillowcases hanging above her wood stove.  Securing a fresh supply for rose hip tea and rose hip soup to enjoy  during the winter.  I thought of her as we walked along the ocean with Ralle yesterday!

Rose Hip Bush

What a beautiful day!  What a remarkable woman she is, my Auntie. I have learned so much from her!

Nice memories, nice vistas, nice dog, nice neighborhood!

Endless Cycles

Geese Flying South

This was not a good year for pears but a  fairly good year for apples they say.  Tomorrow is "The Day of the Apple".  One can go to apple tasting or to the apple juice/cider presses.  Kulla Musteriet is very close to us, we always have some of their cider to enjoy here at home.  The climate here is ideal for apples, no wonder they taste so good!

We have had some apples on our tree out back. I fed them to Pandora and Lillan, our neighbours horses. Our pear tree was loaded with pears last year, just packed........ the birds fed on those pears all trough the long and exceptionally cold winter!  This season I can hardly see any.  The Native Americans around North Fork, Mariposa and Coarsegold taught us that if fruit was scant, or if there was only a few acorns on the oaks, it would be a mild winter.  Time will tell if their predictions hold true, even here in Scandinavia.

Cutting, thrashing, drying, turning, baling in different ways.  Giant bales, smaller, to me more familiar bales, then the here so common plastic wrapped silage bales...........   Never have I seen such impressive pieces of farming equipment.  There is a specific one for every task, nothing is done by hand it seems other than maybe strawberry picking.  A job a lot of school kids do, during the summer vacations.  No "farm workers" need apply!

The fields around us are being worked frantically!  A couple of weeks ago they were harvested, thrashed baled etc.  Then plowed, disced and harrowed.  Each time, each season, each year big boulders and rocks of varying sized get dredged to the surface.  How can there be such an endless supply of rocks?

This morning there have been three tractors working various tasks.  One specifically dedicated to rock removal.  One flying around "fluffing up" ( a brand new farming term! ) the ground, the third sowing.  In just a few days the fields will be green again and we will wonder what it is we have growing all around us until such a time as when we can tell what it is.  Each year is different.  The field next to our road was filled with red clover this summer.  Beautiful and sweet smelling for a time.

Bee keepers put out bee hives to pollinate the flowers and for clover honey production.  Hard workers those honey bees.  The year prior there were oats growing in that field, rape seed or what in the States is called canola, the year before that.  Those brilliant beautiful yellow fields so closely associated with Scania/Skåne in particular.  Always changing.  Never dull.

Fall is in the air, the birch trees are showing hints of yellow.  Soon the trees and bushes and all the hedgerows will explode with color!  I LOVE fall!