I took a photo at this exact spot and used it in a post
about a month ago. This photo of the very same spot looks totally different
today. To me this photo really shows how much of what I am seeing these days is
all black and white. I am a person who has historically been very into color,
but moving to the land of simplicity has made me appreciate the crisp and
absolute contrast of the oldest and most classic of all color stories: Black
and White.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
The Big American Necklace I Could Not Leave Behind
When I packed up my things in California for the move to Sweden I really had no idea of what I would need for my new life. I had never lived anywhere outside of my native, season less California so I was aware the whole time that I did not in fact know at all what I was doing.
I did ask my Swedish husband for help, but since he is not a woman he did not understand the implications of being without things like my favorite tea cup that my Grandma gave me on a trip to an antique fair, or a photo album my sister made for me a couple of years ago after our Mother passed away. Because we could only take so many things on the first trip to our new life in Sweden I had to leave many things that I had all of my life,things that are so close to my heart, but would be of no everyday use for me here.
I was able to sneak a few things in without my husband seeing, and this big, American necklace is one of them. It is a well made piece of costume jewelry and when I first picked it up I was hypnotized by the multicolored “stones” and I believed all of my wonderful coworkers at Bloomingdales who said I had to have it. Even when I lived in San Francisco I never wore it out once .I am not sure why I thought that I could not leave without it, but non-the-less it is here and this morning I wear it for no one but myself as I drink coffee. Some people would say I should have brought another scarf instead, but in this moment I know I made the right choice for me.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Second Advent And A Snow Storm
Today we light the Second Advent candle, huddle close inside, eat ginger bread cookies and watch the snow storm from the kitchen window. Perfect day as far as I am concerned.
Friday, December 7, 2012
En Härlig Fika i Lund
Today I had to run some errands in a great University town called Lund, about 10 minutes drive north of Malmo. Lund is home to one of the most international populations in Sweden. It has a great mix of old classic Swedish warmth and sporadic infusions of influence from all over the world. This mixture makes for great shopping and eateries downtown.
Because it's so expensive to eat out in Sweden I always try to plan my day so I can eat all my meals at home. I have learned to be pretty good about not giving in to the temptation of eating out except when I am in Lund and pass by my favorite bakery, St. Jakobs (www.st.jakobs.se)
The saffron pastries here are so good; I cannot leave Lund to go back to the countryside without treating myself to a little Fika. St. Jakob's is in an old building in the oldest part of town. The furniture and lighting is dim and cozy. The family that runs the place is always so wonderful and they make me feel so welcome that I find myself drinking my cup of coffee as slow as humanly possible.
This place gives me an excuse to pat myself on the back for making the move to Europe; places like this just do not exist in any of the 50 States.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Home Is Where The Swedish Heart Is
Now that I have been living in Sweden for a while I can see
why some Americans perceive Swedes as being kind of "cold". From my
experience so far when I am walking down the street and I smile as I pass
someone, I no longer expect a smile in return. It's a fact that Swedes do not
give as much of themselves as Americans do in public. It can take years to get
to know who someone really is here, but once you do get to know them you are
glad you made the investment.
It can be a long process, but if you become friends with a
Swede they will most likely become some of the most true friends you have had. And
if you are lucky enough to be invited to a Swede's home, you will see where
their heart has been hiding all along.
Some of the very best hospitality I have been shown in my
life has been in Swedish homes. No matter what season it is, when you stand in
the doorway to a Swedish Home you walk out from the cold world into a place of
warmth and comfort. You are always served coffee or tea with some kind of tasty
heartwarming treat, whisked away on to a comfortable chair and into a
delightful or interesting conversation. Inside a Swede's house you will find
out why some are so guarded outside, they have a lot of pleasant company to
offer to those who have patience and a kind heart.
I am planning to do some Swedish interiors tours so you all can see what I am talking about here. Until then, one last word of advice.....#1 most important thing to remember if you are invited into a Swedish home: TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES!
Tack!
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