Sunday, 19 June 2011

It's up on the wall

Some time ago I told you that Tom had sent me the picture I had done of Nick Barkley (Peter Breck). Well, I have had it framed professionally and picked it up Friday. Today I hang it with my Nick Barkley autographed photos. I figured that that is where it belongs. A reminder of Linda and the character that once brought us together.





Monday, 6 June 2011

Carema has got its own goat!

Every summer the city place out goats as decoration around the town centre. These goats are donated by different companies. This year Carema has donated one. It is going to be placed nearly on the same place as the strawgoat. I just hope it will stay on land. Last year the poor goat that was placed at the church spent more time in the river than on land.






Some of the others are these









Saturday, 4 June 2011

June 4th

A beautiful morning. A true Summer morning! When we got up it was already 19C outside so breakfast went quick so we would make morning walk in the forest before it got too warm.











Just opposite of the benches you see there soon will be more flowers. It’s just that those aren’t
planted until after schools have ended for the year. Wonder why – huh?







One could think she is smelling the flowers but she is picking out which leave to eat.
















They have started to replace the trees that were cut down during the winter.












Stella's watering hole










I desided that I today would share some of the statues with you that are in the parks beside “The Premier” and Carl Milles angels.

At the start stand King Gustav Vasa, the Swedish liberator. One can wonder how the Danish feel about those words. Gustav Vasa was a king between 6 June 1523 – 29 Septemer 1560 and it’s in his “footsteps” a bunch of people ski between Orsa and Mora a week in February. Nuts!!






Not far from Gustav Vasa you can find “The longing for spring” (my translation/Vårlängtan)




Opposite it on an island you can find this one who I don’t know the namn of because I have never been out there.


In Stadsparken just a few steps from the Angels you can find the Klumpen



The woman has really got one of the worst places even if it this looks better. Before you couldn’t see her because of the trees. Hum, the spots are made by the sunlight shining though the leaves. She is called Summer.


In the large open space where nearly all the playground facilities are this thing can be found. Haven’t got a name for it. And to honest I don’t know what to think of it either.



Near the entrance to Boulonge skogen this golden couple is standing.



In the part called Regementsparken (The park of regiment) these mushrooms can be found. I find it clever to make a sculpture of the trees that is being cut down.


One of natures own.




Another tree that has become something else. Here it is Näcken.





Summer’s first picnic

Today mum and I went to the place in the park where she puts a blanket on the earth. Apperently she doesn’t know how wonderful the grass is. After unpacking my food and water she got out her magazine and a camera. Oh, she did have some food and water for herself too. I didn’t get to taste it, she is so selfish and greedy. Anyway we did spend 3 hours there and I loved every minute.
Yum, beef and pancakes and some fresh water out side can it be any better! Well, perhaps if mum would coddle me too.





This is far enough even if I have a 15 meter long rope. Now I’m in the shade and still can keep an eye on mum.




Leave me alone! Can’t you see that I’m trying to sleep?













However when it was time to go home I tried to get mummy to go my way but she didn’t agree so I walked ever so slow home, stopping to long sniffs or changing sides often. And you can't guess how itchy one gets when one has to go home.




Now I’m going to rest, tomorrow is a new day and mummy has promised that if the weather is like today we are going back there with more food.

I have seen the beaver!

When Stella and I made our stop at Gustavs bro this morning and I took a photo over the river I wonder what kind of strange flat bird where swimming towards me.


So I waited and waited and there in the dark shadows came the beaver swimming. I’m really sorry to say that my camera unfortunately wasn’t good enough to capture him/her. You just have to trust me that deep down here the beaver is swimming.