A Change In The Weather

I had written a beautiful post about the changing seasons in Sweden, until Blogspot blitzed me and erased the post. I've tried to remember my sweet, soul satisfying poetry, but I can't. So you are getting the short version. (And you should probably be thanking your lucky stars.)

Our time in Sweden is coming to an end, and we can feel it in the weather.

This is our last week here, and within that week the temperature dropped 10 degrees, the sky clouded over, and it began to rain every day. We can see our breath in the evening, and wake up to frost in the morning.

We are wrapping up our last projects, and making our last forays out into the surrounding countryside.
Thankfully we have had a few lovely days, and for the others - well, the Swedes are serious about their rain gear.

On one particularly perfect day, Jacob and I decided to take the bikes in the other direction. Until then, every time Jacob and I went biking we went in the same direction: down hill. That day, we decided, it was time to brave the hill and see what was beyond the other horizon.

Of course, what we found was magical. Surprised? Apparently every time you turn a corner in Sweden, you discover something breathtaking.

We packed some food, and didn't stop until we found a picnic table in the sun, next to a wide open expanse of river. The air was crisp, a breeze was blowing fairy dust out of the trees (probably pollen, I know, I know), and we were eating fresh apples. Perfection.

 As a last hurrah, our hostess Amy arranged for us to borrow a friend's canoe. Decked out in our rain gear, we drove to a beautiful little cottage sitting right on the edge of a massive lake. It was incredibly picturesque - even amidst the gray and constant drizzle.

We never got to meet the owner of the cottage, but Amy filled us in as we explored the grounds. The Swedes had a particular style of constructing and insulating their houses back in the day - as I suppose you find in most places with buildings over 100 years old. (Jacob and I discovered this intimately as we sanded 133 year old horse crap off a wall we renovated in the Schoolhouse).

This lovely little house (though not quite so old) was built to mirror the Swedish building traditions, complete with moss used as insulation. A pile of boulders was shaped into an outdoor patio, and a sauna sat at the end of the pier with grass growing from the roof.

Braving the rain and the frigid water, I followed Jacob (an Eagle Scout and owner of a canoeing merit badge) and did my best not to tip the boat over. Once out of the cove and floating in open water, we broke out the cookies and coffee and had a "Fika" break. I suppose we have become true Swedes now.

Tomorrow is the last day before the Cafe closes for the summer. On Monday morning, Jacob and I are moving on to Prague, then the south of France. We are chasing the last of summer!

The Fairytale Forest

A few posts ago I left you all with a teaser.

I told you how Jacob and I had hiked up to a place called the "Valley of the Snakes" and flipped out over how surreal it was. It was all too much beauty for my camera as well, which subsequently went on the fritz and wiped all the pictures as soon as we got home.

So we went back. But now we knew what we were getting in to, so we went prepared to do a photo shoot. I lugged two extra pairs of shoes and 2 changes of clothing in a backpack, trying my very hardest not to sweat on the hike up. No one wants to look shiny during a photo shoot.

We got to the forest, and, if possible, it was more magical than before. This is the type of place that only grows more beautiful the more you see it.

It is an "old growth forest", where nature has been left unchecked and uncontrolled. Here, you can find ant hills that are taller than you, and fern forests that look prehistoric. You could probably also find trolls under bridges and unicorns in distant meadows if you looked closely.

The one downside is that where nature is left unchecked, the bugs are also left unchecked. If you stand in any one place too long, you will be overrun by gigantic ants. Just imagine that going on as we tried our best to look like models.

Enough with the talking. Here are some pictures.