Wattle, Red Dirt and Cockatoos

Writings, Feelings and Ramblings. — "Creativity takes courage," said Henri Matisse.

Summer in My Sweden #1

Falkenberg and Lomma

This post with photos are from our trip to Sweden in the summer of 2012. We planned a special visit to spend time with a close family member and had booked two summer houses as accommodation in two different places. I will not be posting any photos, which includes the family member, as I don’t know if I’m allowed. If I get an okay later, I will update my post.

Before we left on our trip, we promised our granddaughter to bring Flat Stanley, which is not a person 😬, but a cut-out paper doll covered with a plastic coating. He needed to go on a trip, so that a story about his adventures could be produced for the kids in her class. Yes, we had to organise for a paper person, Flat Stanley, to see what we saw and be a part of what we were up to. Many people looked at us when we made him stand here and there and then taking photos of him in different situations. People must have thought we acted strange. At least until we explained ourselves. What don’t you do for your grandkids! Oh, yes, we had fun with it ourselves despite being embarrassed.

When boarding our plane, the airline personnel played along, but may have felt slightly silly.

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We left Australia in July and stayed for six weeks until middle of August. Therefore we were there during the time blueberries and cranberries were ripe in the forest and we were able to buy chanterelles at the market square. We had not had those for around 40 years and bought them as often as possible. Now we can’t wait to go back. Hopefully the forest is full of them next time again.

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The first stop was Falkenberg where we had rented an older style cottage, which was both comfortable and cozy.

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Our hosts welcomed us with a Swedish bouquet of flowers picked in a meadow. As you can see, it looked fabulous.

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This is the cottage in sunshine. There was a nice outdoor area where we could enjoy the morning breakfast or afternoon coffee. The weather during our stay wasn’t at all selfish. We had a big share of sunshine and warmer weather. Strangely enough, it more or less only rained, while we drove to the airport to leave Sweden.

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Flat Stanley wanted to be everywhere. He liked the old pump, but had trouble pumping. He was cheeky and liked to hide in between the rocks in an old mossy wall.

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Our cottage was at the furthest back. Our hosts live in the buildings close by.

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Flat Stanley loved the strawberries and the blueberries. With no time for foraging in the forest we had to buy both kinds at the market. Every day he begged for more. And every day we listened and obeyed.

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Swedish meadows with grasses and flowers – is there anything more beautiful?

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In many places, the horizons had rows of wind turbines. Sometimes so many that it was hard to count them. In my opinion, they don’t belong in a landscape with red farmhouses and cottages. Not in any landscape for that matter. They don’t always work either. No wind means no power, or in cold temperatures when they get all iced up – no power.

Further below is a bridge in Falkenberg. Under the bridge and along the river, people may fish and it seems like many do.

7Below is Glommens Fiskekrog Restaurant, on Facebook. It’s situated between Falkenberg and Varberg on the Swedish west coast. We had lunch in the outdoor area and enjoyed views of the ocean and the shoreline. Nice place with excellent food. Will definitely go back on our next trip.

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Further down below you can see people swimming in the ocean. Do you notice the low water line? To swim, or if you want to wet more than your knees, you have to walk far out.

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The red houses always look beautiful. It’s amazing how a bit of colour transforms the landscape.

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On our way to the next place, we found a real, old windmill. It’s not everyday you see one of those. And it doesn’t look ugly and out of place like wind turbines.

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Here’s Lars admiring the Glommen’s boat harbour. Glommen is the small fishing village where we also had lunch.

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After we had seen enough, we went further south to Lomma where Lars was born. Lomma is situated just outside of Malmö, which is the third largest city in Sweden. Lomma was a small town, but maybe it’s considered more like a suburb today. The town has changed considerably in the 40 years we’ve been away from Sweden. Everywhere we looked, the surroundings seemed sleek and modern. We could hardly recognise where all the old houses and buildings had been. New buildings were established or were popping up in the old neighbourhoods. Where his grandma’s house once stood had become a café. We had coffee and cake in what used to be his grandma’s courtyard and it felt strange. But, I suppose, that’s progress.

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It looks like every person in Lomma has a boat. Seeing boats in many places we visited, it might be that “every Swede” has a boat.

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After we had seen enough, we went back to Falkenberg and packed our bags to continue on to Kronogården, a fantastic house for rent, close to Skara, Skövde, Lidköping and Mariestad. Part of that area, especially Skara, belongs to the cradle of old Sweden. That’s coming in the next instalment. See you next time!

Here’s a link if you want to go straight to Summer in My Sweden #2.

 

 

 

 

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