tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78291749893052866952024-03-14T02:22:00.788-07:00DandellionEllahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.comBlogger215125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-56740991683758633822015-10-22T12:34:00.002-07:002015-10-22T12:34:25.779-07:00Last weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Soon it's a new weekend and I have many expectations for it. Sometimes there are so many plans and ideas that I'm really tired when it's Sunday evening, even if I haven't done all that I wanted to do. Last weekend was so fantastic as the weather lured me to be outside. I worked in the garden, but I also had my coffee (and some ice cream) on the porch.</div>
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I got some ideas about things I will do for next summer. Plants and flowers that I will give new places as they have grown and became to big. So I took some photos so I will remember my plans.</div>
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My son found this old bike in the forest last summer. It's been placed in our storage the whole winter, when the summer came he cycled... but it wasn't traffic safe. So I thought it was a good idea to protect my son and transform the bike to a garden decoration.</div>
<br />Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-80744697595172396272015-10-16T13:09:00.000-07:002015-10-16T13:10:55.695-07:00Five years ago<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last weekend I started to look back on my older posts from this blog. It was like a travel through the time and I enjoyed it very much. I felt proud of myself and all the photos and words that I had shared with my readers. But the absolutely number one of great feelings was when I read the supporting and interesting comments. I realize now how much they have meant for me these years. The second post on this blog was written in Swedish, but I will try to translate it for you.<br />
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<i>But our lives would be unbearable if we wouldn't be able to make plans for a day tomorrow that mostly meet us with happiness.</i></div>
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It's been so long since I visited my own blog and I thought I had almost forgot how to do. I've missed it a lot, mostly for the contact I got with people around the world. My job and family has been my priority this last year, and they are still very important but as my children grew older (one of them have left the house) I feel that I got more time for myself and my interests. </div>
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I really hope that this can be a new start on the blog and I look forward to catch up with the blogs that I followed before I left cyber space. </div>
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Haven't been eating candy since New Years Eve as a kind of agreement with my youngest daughter. I think Sweden is the country where we eat most candy in the world per capita. So it was a bit tough in the beginning, but now I've lost that "sugar-desire" and instead I eat nuts, fruit or berries. </div>
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Now it's the best time of the year when I can pick them in my own garden and they are completely free. The only fruits I still buy at the store are bananas.</div>
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It's the first time in my life that I also grew carrots, lettuce and beans. </div>
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The apples are not ready yet but soon we will have plenty of them and I think we will make a kind of juice with them. We have had the hottest summer for many years. I've been sitting in the shadow of apple trees reading books and that has been a new experience for someone like me who always have adored the sun. I still do, but I prefer to be near the sea when the degrees are about 30 C/ 86 F.</div>
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We have had many reasons to celebrate this summer. First my son graduated and that happened just as he also got an employment as a plumber at the company that he had been working at during his education. We are so pleased and happy for his sake. But it's very hard to understand how the years run so fast, I think it's just recently he was about three years and playing with his small tractors and cars.... now his "playing" with his big cars...</div>
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Talking about years! It's been twenty years since we became man and wife in this church. Twenty years with ups and downs like many others. We went to a restaurant and had a wonderful dinner the special day but the most important is that we have had many wonderful moments the whole summer the two of us, but also together with our children.</div>
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This last year I've been running, cycling, walking a lot and at the same time trying to eat more healthy. So when we celebrated my husband's fiftieth birthday I had a surprise for him and his parents. First I must tell you that we took over the house from my parents in law many years ago. They didn't have place for all their furnitures in their new flat so they lefts some of it. But my mother in law also left some old dresses in the storage and some of them has been used as costumes for masquerades. I have always admired one of them very much. My father in law (85 years this summer) bought the fabric in Asia when he was on business travel in the late sixties. She took it to a seamstress and I have always thought that she must have been very slim and beautiful in that dress about 45 years ago. </div>
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<br />Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-90104235545354706382014-05-16T10:44:00.001-07:002014-05-16T10:44:44.002-07:00The Dandelions are shining<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKS3KX-SheW6QofJ2MNR1a9dwI1WwwTaOqwBat8G-BoXvSD0Whop27nDitgW5cx6oisSasPxCocrHlKT9DYEbqbhG4X6OoKasSvCjB4qJzsEonQdYQpF2r4IuOI4moGcv7Mrrt8Q6M69gR/s640/blogger-image-997155267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKS3KX-SheW6QofJ2MNR1a9dwI1WwwTaOqwBat8G-BoXvSD0Whop27nDitgW5cx6oisSasPxCocrHlKT9DYEbqbhG4X6OoKasSvCjB4qJzsEonQdYQpF2r4IuOI4moGcv7Mrrt8Q6M69gR/s640/blogger-image-997155267.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The spring is here and the Dandellions are shining like small suns and I'm also "shining" when I can get on my bike to get to work every day. I have to get up a little earlier to be there in time, but it's worth it. Right now I'm looking forward to the weekend with long walks along the river and some work in the garden.</div>Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-27423357280369612872014-03-22T02:13:00.000-07:002014-03-22T02:26:00.444-07:00Recycling <div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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This isn't the most beautiful photo I've showed on the blog. But it is the sweetest little toilet and the subject is very important. We had a visitor in my classroom talking to the children about the only globe we're having and how important it is to make the right decisions when we buy new things and when the recently "new thing" become garbage. </div>
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For all of us with a weather that differ a lot during a year, one place can give a totally different experience from one time to another. But there are also other things in our lives that change sometimes. I remember a time in my life when I could be so rapt in interior design magazines. It happened that I bought three or four of them the same month and last week my husband gave me one on Valentines Day and it took three days before I opened it. I didn't mean to be rude to my husband but it wasn't like before when I sat down almost immediately with the magazine.<br />
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As Ms Becky. I've been visiting her <a href="http://shakinyourtree.blogspot.se/" target="_blank">"blue door"</a>so many times like an old friend visiting someone and hoping that someone will open the door and ask me to come in.</div>
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The US President Barack Obama left Sweden after 24 hours in Stockholm. In his speech to our Prime Minister he said that he would like to come back some day and bring his family. I guess that is a polite phrase that he always use.<br />
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Even though I couldn't stop thinking about his words and I really wish that he could come back some day. I know that he has chosen his life but I wish him to came here as a "free man", without all the security people and walk out alone in the forest. Maybe visit a water spring where he could drink the clean water or sit on the shore and listen to the waves. </div>
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While I'm writing down my made-up story he has some very difficult decisions to consider in the near future as the world is so complicated...Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-13991830806545131232013-08-12T14:05:00.001-07:002013-08-12T14:05:15.767-07:00Evening run with long legsI usually run after breakfast at 8.30 but today I couldn't make it until 8.30 in the evening. As you see we still have the light evenings but the shadows get very long and the darker autum is soon coming.<div><br></div><div>I've always wished that I got long legs, but this is perhaps too much...</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn0Nkx698pi2gD5owV-tSVh27qbzJVoaEOCNjf_veVF5yzD-M0oX1GYXRKPQBhZymr4RP5SpsG__nRcIdsdnV1utIj8PpCWbV2cJa93lEWWzP2W4qP7K_qTZMmJqkLqLupBlEMQwEpZ2D2/s640/blogger-image-1282658181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn0Nkx698pi2gD5owV-tSVh27qbzJVoaEOCNjf_veVF5yzD-M0oX1GYXRKPQBhZymr4RP5SpsG__nRcIdsdnV1utIj8PpCWbV2cJa93lEWWzP2W4qP7K_qTZMmJqkLqLupBlEMQwEpZ2D2/s640/blogger-image-1282658181.jpg"></a></div>Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-80223431413170881662013-08-11T13:00:00.001-07:002013-08-11T13:00:09.746-07:00Holliday is overOnly one day left now and than it will be a year to the next summer Holliday! 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When I got back to the house I picked some strawberries, sat down on the bench and yes, I was shore that it was true;<div><br></div><div>- Heaven is a place on earth!</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGlUJB3HcIzWA14rOjLmGwl8Apbi0zyyLtimK25n7KN5qwt0IEYHj8VuN61wx4O3qb8REY8_O4tOQ8UGl4-eFujgqOvd8t3ZOEatsw6Og_Oih4RrCT0linw2zAyfAQPw_S0MK6j95z9rL8/s640/blogger-image-736262974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGlUJB3HcIzWA14rOjLmGwl8Apbi0zyyLtimK25n7KN5qwt0IEYHj8VuN61wx4O3qb8REY8_O4tOQ8UGl4-eFujgqOvd8t3ZOEatsw6Og_Oih4RrCT0linw2zAyfAQPw_S0MK6j95z9rL8/s640/blogger-image-736262974.jpg"></a></div>Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-14163710769950595372013-07-06T15:09:00.001-07:002013-07-06T22:31:17.919-07:00Swedish summerMy return to blog life has also ment that I allow myself to make the posts directly from the mobile. Maybe that will mean more misstakes with the spelling but sometimes I've been missing the photos that are more spontaneous. 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There's a <a href="http://www.kungahuset.se/kungafamiljen/aktuellahandelser/aktuellt2013apriljuni/prinsessparetsvigselislottskyrkan.5.4ea495e313c19c119aa6f50.html?state=showFolder&skip=0&sv.url=12.4ea495e313c19c119aa6f56&folderId=19.4ea495e313c19c119aa6f61" target="_blank">wedding today in Stockholm as the Princess Madeleine of Sweden</a> and the New York banker Christopher O'Neil have married. It was very beautiful wedding and the her dress was created by the Italian designer Valentino Garvani. As he was occupied making that dress, we had to "create" my daughters dress for the prom by our selves...</div>
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I have had a photo with the fabrics on the blog and wrote a few lines. Some of you asked me to show it when it's ready so now I proudly present the finished project which was a team-work with me, my daughter and my sister. </div>
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My daughter wanted this adventure to be something very special, but not too expensive, so I made the hairstyle and she put on makeup. She was very pleased and enjoyed the whole evening.</div>
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I was very touched when they got to the event as she also wanted her brother (who loves old American cars!) to sit beside the owner of the car.Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-6823195900611138032013-06-01T12:35:00.001-07:002013-06-03T13:21:35.195-07:00The shore<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After a month with very few blogposts I've decided to take small steps and not force myself to write so much every time. I will be satisfied if I just come back to my interest with photography. A visit to my favorite seashore last weekend gave so much of inspiration and so does the wonderful weather that we</div>
have had this last week. I wrote in my last post about the green explosion from the leaves but now we have a flower explosion, some of them three weeks earlier than usual.Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829174989305286695.post-79956147629871035222013-05-18T10:38:00.001-07:002013-05-18T10:38:33.692-07:00Suddenly it happens<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last weekend was rainy and everything was grey, but from one day to another during this week the green color came like an explosion. We also have summer temperatures today and that is a strange feeling, I would compare it with going abroad to a country where they have summer when we still have spring.<br />
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I don't know why, but I've been very critical against my writing and my photos for the blog lately. I've done posts but decided not to publish them as I found them not interesting to none but myself. I haven't used my camera as much as I used to do before but I hope that I can change that now when the spring is knocking on the door here.<br />
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My oldest daughter has a work for school and that is to follow the the changes in the nature. She has studied the area around the house as the snow has vanished and plants like the rhubarb has developed. She has borrowed my camera so now I "borrow" her rhubarb photo, but I think that she allows me to do that.<br />
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We also have another project together (I love to share activities with my children). This new exciting project is to create her prom dress. Some parts with the sewing are too difficult for us so I'm grateful that my sister and her associate at their fabric shop can help us.<br />
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For the first time in my blog-life, I'm will have the same photo on my three different blogs, but not the same words. It's just that this icehockey-team has done something very special. The last time it happened was 35 years ago! So the whole town has really been longing for the gold medal so long, especially as this was the third time in three years that we reached the final. But two silver medals finally changed to GOLD!</div>
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This Friday night was magic, the city was congratulating the team and about 10 000 people came to the square (the town has about 30 000 inhabitants). We were all singing, shouting and jumping together with the team. </div>
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There's much going on right now in my life, but I'm enjoying it all so I don't complain. It's just that I've been missing my writing and reading through this blog, but I hope to catch up a bit this weekend.<br />
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<a href="http://kalftrask.blogspot.se/" target="_blank">The new blog</a> is something I started some weeks ago when we spent some time in the village where we have our lakehouse. Many villages in Sweden are getting smaller all the time as there are no jobs and the younger moves to the cities. There are people who are struggling and try to start companies for tourist as we have a wonderful nature for fishing and hikes. With the blog I hope that I can give my picture of the village, but I will also write about issues that I hope to be interesting for those who live there or spend their weekends and holidays there like we love to do.Ellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845007221691253753noreply@blogger.com4