I suspect this is going to be be the first of a number of posts on this theme .... these four pictures really are My Sweden: The Falun red paint at sunset on the barn at Äsperöd; The 3 am dawn light over the fjord; The Swedish flags snapping in the cold autumn winds; And,... Continue Reading →
Misty mornings on the fjord: Gustafsberg
I walked past here three weeks ago on a long day's hike with my brother. It is a couple of years since I stayed in the tiny cottage beyond the headland at Gustafsberg, above the small boat harbour at Lindesnäs. I used to wake up early in the morning and you could hear the weather.... Continue Reading →