Couting Down, and more

It feels good to up and leave this time. No stress (yet), only a kind of relief. This season's been rough, and boring, and odd in many ways. But more than anything, I feels it's good that it's over....

The downside is a black hole, and I'm not going there again, not right now. The up-sides quite a few, and i feel good about most of it, with hindsight. I managed to get my "hommage" off the ground, and onto the walls of an almost gallery. If you havent seen it already;

Voilà, my very own first exhibit! it's coming down again on Sunday, although I was just offered another week. no need to flatter myself, I know the French, and their bad planning. Anyway, the great migration is here, so on wednesday we're off for the next season.

Oddly enough I've made new friends! In for me the most unlikely place.;The Internet has its good points and bad ofcourse. I was swept away earlier this winter on a Twitter-wave that I'm just now re-surfacing from. It's an odd place, and I've come to see that I might not be for me. Still, I'll leave with some friends and some aquaintances, and a very dear special friend I hope to spend a lot of interesting time with. No names here, I do try to respect privacy, when i stop to think. I don't think I'll stay a Tweeter, but hopefully my friends will still have me...

Now I'm heading North, and I look forward to it a lot! I have an artistic challenge I've taken on, and am serious about. I have projects, both private and for the family. I have family and friends to re-connect with, and I so so long for my peaceful haven of a tiny garden! No projects there this year! I just want to be, and enjoy, and watch it take care of itself.

There's so much more to contemplate and to tell about, but I'l save it for another place, and another time

Preaparing for take-off is harder every yaer, and I'm tired now. well, at least I've blogged again...amazing!

Sweet Home!

Looking back on good times

The time has come to go through my memories from last year. I didn't think I would, but there you are, or rather, here I am feeling this is the moment to re-cap, and then go on from here:
August, as remeber it now; sunny, crisp just lovely! The garden, small projects and the dog of my heart..

Then my friend came. We had fun! A lot of it!

Museums, visiting old houses, the Opera and window-shopping. We never stopped! And then, we went to Russia...

So much to see in so little time.. We had a good time, and were overwhelmed, and we both agreed that we needen't go back again any time soon....

An early morning walk in Gothenburg, the home-town:

the season in Sweden reaching its end....
I'll stop here, as the rest of the autumn was so painful.

lLter on I'll see if there's anything else from this past year to share. For now, enough.

A Damp Walk thru the Garden

As most years around this time I almost despair. It rains, and then there's wind, and then it rains some more. Oddly enogh I forget from one year to the next that this it the way it is. Still, the garden's thriving, even more so as I don't have neither the time nor the inclination to weed my way thru it. It's lush, green and wild, and when I do try to reclaim it for myself I'm met with surprises everywhere.
This morning I decided to record it after some day's of rain. Hopefully next time I write, it will be a completely different set of pictures I'll share. We'll see though...

Yeah I know, some are quite fuzzy, but still...it'll have to do.