Swedish Summer

Swedish seascape - tiny island with a bridge
 

When I think of Sweden I often remember those days in 2014 when we packed the tent, fueled the car and drove up north to explore the land- and seascapes we knew from our children’s books. It was midsummer and the mornings smelled of fresh, wet grass while the air was filled with birdsongs. Sunny summer days with long shadows on early morning photo explorations. Mirror-smooth lakes, interrupted by tiny islands that my inner child immediately occupied to build wooden castles and rafts. Days in spirit of Ronia, robber’s daughter, and the children of Bullerbü. Easy and relaxed.

 

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