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Friendship

To me the meaning of friendship starts with conversation
and sharing ideas and thoughts
To ask for my friendship without knowing me, NO THANK YOU!!
Just to add me as a friend for haveing someone
in the friendslist NO THANK YOU!!


If you want to be my friend ! Start with comments.

Details, Flowers, Moments

Me scared of heights too
This last week or a bit more
I have been standing on a ladder
painting the house, now it is done
most of it.

From my garden

I throw away the bag I don't know the name

This is the last one for this year

In the late evening still very hot + 27 C. Too hot

At 10.30 at night we still have daylight. At first the mind is tricked
I can stay awake forever ....
The sky is not clear, The clouds are building up,

A powerful thunderstorm that kept on for some hours ... The sky looked like
spider web.
We had a coffee by the town square
Sometimes the birds took a chance .....

The Fountain

We took a ride and I took some pictures

Full of stories ..
Some houndred years old
In the same time my thoughts goes to where they nice happy stories.
Well not always. Our history is not so different from others

The church wall and windows

The top of the Bell tower

The door to the Bell tower
Wood painted with tar

The doors


Back home
A field full of these dandelions ... no one wants them and I have never seem so
many as this year ...

Playing with a thought
One flower with so many seeds

Every seed almost gives a new plant

This field will be super yellow next year ....
And this is a special room by my trip ...
It is there for any of us when we need it the most

Pictures form the las week

My mood is right where it should
not be. I still wear my winterjacket
the days when it is warm and nice
has been very few.
I started to paint some at the wooden
part of our house. Every time it
starts to rain. I know now
I will have to plant new tulips
but not in the same place.

And some more from the city park ....

Hard to understand we had snow 3 weeks ago. The air is like ice..

A special kind of Birch called "Ornäsbjörk"

A little history about this tree ... I could only find it in the swedish
Wikippedia
Ornäs Birch was discovered in 1767 by the State Secretary Hans Gustaf Hiordt in Little Ornäs in Dalarna. He described the following year for Carl Linnaeus. He wanted a copy is sent to Uppsala, but this could not be arranged during his lifetime. Carl Linnaeus the Younger gave it its Latin name 1781st [1]

In 1786 published the local doctor in Hedemora Carl Magnus Blom an essay on Ornäs birch tree in the Royal Academy of Sciences New Documents. He thought it was a cross between birch and maple.

The Norwegian biologist Frederick Christian Schübeler (1815-92) published in 1885 a woodcut företsällande the original Ornäs birch tree in his Norwegian flora Viridarium Novegicum - Norway vaextrige, et Contribution til North Europe's natural og culturhistorie. This woodcut was based on a now lost photo of the birch tree that was 1878th Otherwise there is no photo of the original tree, which fell in a storm in April 1887th

Before the mother tree fell, propagating material had previously been taken from it. Anyone who saw to it that Ornäs birch spread Experimental field was then chief Erik Lindgren. He had brought scions from birch at Little Ornäs and successfully reproduce in the Experimental field nursery in Frescati, and a couple of his Ornäs birches are still there. All of today's Ornäs birches probably derived from this propagation.

Ornäs Birch was appointed in 1985 to Sweden's national tree, and has since been planted in most Swedish municipalities in one central location. This widespread planting can follow the tree phenology, ie the timing of bud eruption and more. .

The picture is taken from our city tree ...and I translated the text from Wikipedia.

Dandelions so many every where and no one likes them. True survivers they will never die
no matter what we do. There is one reason I love this flower.
We have a saying "Dandelion child" A child that has grown up doing fine even if the childhood
was nothing. A child without love from home but is getting love from somewhere else.
Flowers growing under hard condition, comes back every year no matter what ...

Appleblossom


Oh now I am getting it...



Just because



Pictures from the last days, not too many words

From late winter short spring we jump
right into early summer. Weather
at least + and rather cold
The tulips have changed this year
4 flowers in every plant .. I have never seen it before
and these should be deep red ... never mind they are pretty.

From the sunny side of the house


A corner of my summer room ... that poor Olivetree is walking in and out
every day and my husband is smiling doing that job .....

I went home to the village where I lived as child
The dafodils are in bloom. They where brought here 200 years ago.
A special kind that only exist here. It is protected these days.

The castle

The old cemetary.

The churchdoor


Just one more

And from the lake where I spent so many days

We call it Pors used as a spice for Vodka and some food
The smell is strong and fresh
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myrica_gale

We had so much fun here.. I hope the kids stil do ..

The beach of learning how to swim

All those wishes and dreams ... sparkling.

My company for the day.

Some more flowers in the last days and in the ... trees
Cherry tree

Maple Tree

Chest nut tree but not they kind you can eat

And at last some jumping fish

And time is passing by

I am sitting looking out of my mother in laws
window. She is telling my husband a story form life.
How her life was and What it was like for her parents. She is almost
90 years old.
A life so far away from today.

Today modern life everyone is running not having time
There is a car or two in every family. When she wanted to go somewhere
it was by bike or walking. Or by bus if it was okey. So many sisters and brother
To share and to remake clothing was not strange. She start to laught
A memory from when a dress was about to be changed into trouses for a boy
(The boy was not too happy)

Looking at one of the birds in her window,

while I am listening. The words are there "Free as a bird" "I have been there,
I was part of it" is flying through my head.
I am sitting there with a self phone in my hand helping her to get it
started. She is happy and understand how to do... Now she can call us from
everywhere......
We have come the the best part of the year.
It is flowers and it is getting green



This is a beautiful place




We had a long walk in the sun, but no icecream