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Photo of the Month: April

Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

Day 120 of 365

Grape Hyacinth, Muscari botryoides

Day 120 of my "365 Days" project.  Grape Hyacinth (Muscari botryoides).

Day 119 of 365

Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

Day 119 of my "365 Days" project. Cherry blossom.

The spring indicator number one in Stockholm: the cherry trees in Kungsträdgården.  Joyfull afternoon walking around, drunk with the soft pink fluff of all the cherry trees. All Stockholm seem to be there, from babies and toddlers to seniors (nobody seems to be plain old or retired these days), all taking pictures with cameras or mobile phones. OK, maybe not the babies.

Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

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Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

Cherry Blossom, Kungsträdgården, Stockholm

Day 118 of 365

 Pink Magnolia

Day 118 of my "365 Days" project. Magnolia.

The magnolias at Millesgården are now in full bloom. I've spent a blissfull afternoon at Millesgården, taking photos and walking around in that beautiful garden, surrounded by Milles' marvelous sculptures. 

Pink Magnolia


Pink Magnolia

Day 117 of 365

Wood anemone, Anemone nemorosa

Day 117 of my "365 Days" project. Wood anemone (anemone nemorosa).

YES - it's officially spring when the wood anemones take over the woods!

Day 116 of 365

Daffodils (Narcissus)

Day 116 of my "365 Days" project. Daffodil (Narcissus).

Daffodils are are now in full bloom in the garden. And luckily deer don't like them!

Day 115 of 365

Western Bleeding-Heart, Dicentra formosa

Day 115 of my "365 Days" project. Western bleeding-heart (Dicentra formosa), fänrikshjärta in Swedish.

First leaves...

Haiku Tuesday

White Wagtail, Motacilla alba

the songbird's song -

it stops what I am doing

at the sink

by Kawai Chigetsu (1634-1718). Translation by David Cobb.

Day 114 of 365

Drumstick primula (rimula denticulata)

Day 114 of my "365 Days" project. Another drumstick primula.

No,it's not the same as yesterday! The fabulous bright violet bolls have started blooming now in an orgy of colour, and I can't get enough. Expect some more primula shots.

Day 113 of 365

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Day 113 of my "365 Days" project. Drumstick primula (Primula denticulata).

The primula is finally  blooming! This is what I was dreaming of in an earlier post. 

Drumstick primula, Primula denticulata

Drumstick primula, Primula denticulata

Earlier stages...

Day 112 of 365

Rain Drops

Day 112 of my "365 Days" project. Rain drops.

The weather continues to be terrible and it looks it'll continue this way. Rain, rain, rain … and so chilly. It doesn't look like spring anymore, but autumn with these dark, heavy clouds.

Advice from La Llorona

Church Ruin

Each grief has its unique side.

Choose the one that appeals to you.

Go gently.

Your body needs energy to repair the amputation.

Humor phantom pain.

Your brain cells are soaked with salt;

connections fail unexpectedly and often.

Ask for help.

Accept help.

Read your grief like the daily newspaper:

headlines may have information you need.

Scream. Drop-kick the garbage can across the street.

Don't feel guilty if you have a good time.

Don't act as if you haven't been hit by a Mack Truck.

Do things a little differently

but don't make a lot of changes.

Revel in contradiction.

Talk to the person who died.

Give her a piece of your mind.

Try to touch someone at least once a day.

Approach grief with determination.

Pretend the finish line doesn't keep receding.

Lean into pain.

You can't outrun it.

by Deborah A. Miranda, a Native American writer and poet. She is currently Assistant Professor of English at the Washington and Lee University, where she teaches Creative Writing (poetry), Native American Literature, Women's Literature, Poetry as Literature, and composition.

La Llorona ("The Weeping Woman") is a widespread legend in Mexico, the American Southwest, Puerto Rico and Central America. The story tells of a beautiful woman by the name of Maria killing her children by drowning them, in order to be with the man she loved. When the man rejects her, she kills herself. Challenged at the gates of heaven as to the whereabouts of her children, she is not permitted to enter the afterlife until she has found them. Maria is forced to wander the Earth for all eternity, searching in vain for her drowned offspring, with her constant weeping giving her the name of "La Llorona".

Source: Wikipedia

Day 111 of 365


Day 111 of my "365 Days" project. Forsythia.

Forsythia will flower any time now. The only thing that is missing is some sun. These last days we've had snow and rain, and chilly winds. You can see the buds swelling, longing to burst into golden flowers, but keeping back and waiting for the sun. We're waiting for  the sun too.

Day 110 of 365

Common gull, Larus canus, Fiskmås

Day 110 of my "365 Days" project. Common gull (Larus canus), fiskmås in Swedish.

Common gull, Larus canus, Fiskmås

Day 109 of 365

Great black-backed gull (Larus marinus)

Day 109 of my "365 Days" project. Great black-backed gull (Larus marinus), havstrut in Swedish.

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White Wagtail, Motacilla alba

Day 108 of my "365 Days" project. White Wagtail (lat. Motacilla alba), sädesärla in Swedish.

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White Wagtail, Motacilla alba, Sädesärla

Haiku Tuesday

Cherry Flowers

Gazing at the cherry blossom,

The bone of my neck

Gets painful.

by Nishiyama Soin (1605-1682).

Day 107 of 365

Red Tulip

Day 107 of my "365 Days" project. Tulips.

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Day 106 of my "365 Days" project. The first daffodil.

The first daffodil is now blooming in my garden! Another milestone passed. 

Crocus, Krokus

Crocus, Krokus

Crocus, Krokus

Most of the crocuses have survived the snow and are waiting for the bumble-bees to come back.

Day 105 of 365

Crocus in the Snow, Krokus i snö

Day 105 of my "365 Days" project. April weather II.

Thank God the sun is back! The snow has started melting and the first crocuses have already come up.

Quote of the Day

Grape Hyacinth

Day 104 of 365


Day 104 of my "365 Days" project. April weather.

I can't believe it's snowing again! It's been snowing all night, and it still is. No sign it'll stop any time soon. We already have 30 cm (12 inches) of snow, which is the most we have had this winter.

Crocus, Krokus

This is what's on the image above, all crocuses now hidden under a deep blanket of snow.

Day 103 of 365

Coffee Break

Day 103 of my "365 Days" project. Coffee break.

Before spring there are days like these

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Before spring there are days like these:

Under the dense snow the meadow rests,

The trees merrily, drily rustle,

And the warm wind is tender and supple.

And the body marvels at its lightness,

And you don't recognize youe own house,

And that song you were tired of before,

You sing like a new one, with deep emotion. 

by Anna Akhmatova, translated by Judith Hemschemeyer.

Anna Akhmatova (1889 - 1966) is recognized as one of the greatest twentieth-century Russian poets.

Day 102 of 365

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Day 102 of my "365 Days" project. Gossip.

Day 101 of 365

Orange Tulip

Day 101 of my "365 Days" project. Orange tulip.

Orange Tulip

Haiku Tuesday

Pink Tulip

Eyes, side-to-side;

nose, up-and-down.

Spring flowers!

by Onitsura. Onitsura (1660-1738) was, along with Basho, one of the most acclamated poets of the 17th century.

Pink Cherry Flowers

Day 100 of 365

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Day 100 of my "365 Days" project. Kulturhuset, Stockholm.

Day 99 of 365

Lamp in Stockholm Old Town (Gamla Stan)

Day 99 of my "365 Days" project. Stockholm Old Town (Gamla Stan)

Stockholm Old Town )Gamla Stan); Stortorget


Gamla Stan Street, Stockholm

Day 98 of 365

Yellow Tulip

Day 98 of my "365 Days" project. Happy Easter!

Day 97 of 365

Canon EOS 60D

Day 97 of my "365 Days" project. Behind the scenes - flowers photo shot.


Grape Hyacinth, Muscari botryoides


Daffodils and grape hyacinth look good together.

Oft, in the Stilly Night (Scotch Air)


Oft, in the stilly night, 

Ere slumber's chain has bound me,

Fond memory brings the light 

Of other days around me;

The smile, the tears,

Of boyhood's years,

The words of love then spoken;

The eyes that shones,

Now dimm'd and gone,

The cheerful hears now broken!

Thus, in the stilly night,

Ere slumber's chain hath bound me,

Sad memory brings the light

Of other days around me.

When I remember all

The friends, so link'd together,

I've seen around me fall,

Like leaves in wintry weather;

I feel like one

Who treads alone

Some banquet-hall deserted,

Whose lights are fled,

Whose garlands dead,

And all but he departed!

Thus, in the stilly night,

Ere slumber's chain has bound me,

Sad memory brings the light

Of other days around me.

by Thomas Moore. Thomas Moore (1779-1852) was an Irish poet. He is considered Ireland's National Bard and is to Ireland what Robert Burns is to Scotland.

Day 96 of 365

Grape Hyacinth, Muscari botryoides

Day 96 of my "365 Days" project. Grape Hyacinth (Muscari botryoides). 

Shooting inside again; the winter is back. It's been snowing all day and it doesn't seem to get better in the near future.

Crocus, Krokus

Snowdrops, Snödroppar

Crocus, Krokus

This is how it looks like in the garden right now.

Crocus, Krokus

Crocus and Bumble-bee

Crocus, Krokus

Remember the sunny days ...

What's Left

Autumn, Fall

How often now, raging weepeing for the days

loves gives then takes away, takes from you

the slightly chapped haid laid on one

you're pointing at a tree, and the voice

that breathes coffeeberry bush into your mouth.

The finger that taps and feathers your ear

but the giggle's gone before you turn around.

The sandalwood scent hanging in the room,

the auburn strand like a flaw in the porcelain,

the off-course nail clipping in the carpet.

The days eat into your stomach, knife you

with longing for relief from love

that you cannot leave or leave alone,

from its' rings of fire where you won't 

burn down to ash or be transformed.

You become them, and they keep burning

and have a coffeeberry voice.

          Listen how

                   their rhymes sing

                              the little deaths you live.

by William S. Di Piero. Di Piero (b. 1945) is an American poet, translator and essayist.

Day 95 of 365


Day 95 of my "365 Days" project. Magnolia buds.

We went to Millesgården to shoot magnolia flowers. Turned out we were too optimistic; the buds are still small and it'll take some time until the whole tree will be covered in those magnificent flowers.

Magnolia Millesgården

This is what I'm waiting for! Arent't they magnificent? Breathtaking beauties.

Day 94 of 365

Grape Hyacinth

Day 94 of my "365 Days" project. Grape Hyacinth (Muscari botryoides).

Haiku Tuesday

Pine Branch

The Great Morning:

Winds of long ago

Blow through the pine-trees.

by Onitsura. Translated by R. H. Blyth. Onitsura (1660-1738) was, along with Basho, one of the most acclamated poets of the 17th century.

Day 93 of 365

Pink Blossom

Day 93 of my "365 Days" project. Pink, pink, pink ...

Day 92 of 365

Peony Buds

Day 92 of my "365 Days" project. Peonies in the making.

It's hard to imagine these minuscule sprouts will grow to be those majestic flowers in a couple of months. 

Peony Close Up




This is what I'm waiting for - only two months to go! And - deer don't eat them; deer otherwise ransack my garden pretty often, and there's not much left when they've paid us a visit. 

The enemy number one is actualy the rain. My peonies bloom in June and this a rainy month in Sweden. It breaks my heart to see those huge flowers I've been waiting for the whole year lay on the ground in a pool of water. 


The only way of saving anyhting form the disaster is to cut them for bouquets indoors; an orgy in pink.

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Day 91 of my "365 Days" project. Easter arrangements.

Worked all week-end with the Easter arrangements - it snowed both yesterday and today so it didn't really feel like spring or Easter for that matter. That's always like this when Easter is very early.

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