08 April 2009

Love no. 12


What better thing to write about these days than spring! Spring is so much more lovely than summer, at least here in Sweden! We live the endless dark, cold, wet, grey, long winter behind. Suddenly there is a warm breeze, the sun is actually warm, tiny flowers poke up in the flower beds. The left over leaves from fall are begging to be raked. Everyone takes out their garden furniture, start cleaning up the gardens and within a week or so we will smell the first barbeques. The streets are getting cleaned from all the gravel poured on icy roads. We take off the winter tires and put on the summer tires. We change into daylight saving time. We get spring tired and spring colds, but still it's a sweet, sweet time of year! Yes, I do love summer, but spring is the best. I start to live again. I come out of hibernation.

Winter