I just realized that I really love this time of the year. It has been light and warm (-er) for some months so me and everybody else in this cold country has warmed up a bit. We have gotten some sunshine and soften up to our environment a bit more than during winter. But also, … Continue reading Summertime, finally
We have summer weather now. All this talk of weather, the controlling nature of its matter. How it changes moods and affects bodies. Weather in Sweden is everything, and nothing. Nothing to rely on. Sometimes I let myself wonder how we would be as a society if we had good weather all the time. Scary. … Continue reading Always this thing called weather
In Sweden April is the last month of "it can be winter again all of a sudden" and I am not in the mood of arguing with winter clothes, shoes, hats and cold cars in the morning anymore. So I have to just survive it. Soon, soon, soon full out spring will be here and … Continue reading Three things I do to survive April
Yesterday we spent some time at the mall. And not any mall, the biggest one in Sweden, Mall of Scandinavia. Alice and Mayani was going to watch Sweden play against Germany in a friendly game at the Arena just next to the mall, so me and Sylvia figured we should hang and do some shopping. … Continue reading Why I love a good mall right now
We have a garden again! Not attached to our house and not in the perfect climate of Zambia, BUT it is a place to grow things! In the small town we live we found a small community garden with the possibility ot rent a 50 or 100 squaremetre plot and Mayani wrote them an email … Continue reading We got an urban garden again.
Sometimes I feel like I am addicted to change. Like if something is too common, if I am getting tou used, that I deeply crave change. Like life changing changes. I am not talking about buying a new deodorant (that I do regularly). I wrote in May that I needed roots. Or thought I needed … Continue reading Change. And Karin Boye.
I was supposed to write a blog post last Friday. I had the day off and the whole weekend a head, so a nice long three day weekend, but I just could not write anything on Friday. I woke up feeling terrible. Drank my coffee and watched some TV-series about deadly traumas (Critical) and then … Continue reading Last Friday and beyond. Or where to start to change the narrative.