Into the Wild

The beech-forests in the south of Sweden always take me back to my childhood. The tales of C.S Lewis and Tolkien have shaped me like nothing else, and I just love to stroll throught that soft filtered light of a forest full of majestically tall smooth trunks.

Country Roads

To be visiting  here in the South is like childhood revisited. Not that my summers really were full of wild-life, red-trimmed cottages and cows, but the feeling of it all still makes me feel like an eight-year old. To be walking on these gravelly small roads, with either wood or field on the sides, the ditches full of wildflowers... It's like a memory from another time that I know of, but haven't lived myself. It's like summer as it's meant to be.



"The road leads ever on.."