Midsummer in the South has more or less become a tradition by now. Well maybe not the Midsummer as such, seeing as I'm not really the celebrating kind, and here in Sweden this weekend is all about eating, drinking, dancing around the Maypole slapping away the mosquitoes all rolled into one.
This year's stay has mostly been damp, as the rain comes and goes willy nilly, and we haven't really been able to be outdoors as much as planned. Still, there's been some clear moments spent walking thru the forest, or picking strawberries, or just around the very pretty garden at my dear friends house;
Mixie giving me the slip...
Queen Anne's Lace, and Buttercups
Pretty little bird-bath
A very good place to be!
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