midsummer in a bag.

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breakfast with friends. you and me and strawberries. rain. bad movies. a walk to the bridge.
very calm compared to last year. 

mormor & morfar.

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one night in the year of risotto.

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a ten minutes walk...

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from our temporary apartment in gothenburg. 
and there was the sand and the rocks and the harbour. 
quite nice i must say. 
luckily sara lives there now, so i know that someone dear can enjoy what we once enjoyed.

little t.

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songs for little t, cake in the forest, muddy roads. a very fine day.

out there.

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early morning and we steered towards the light house.

may in a mist.

 
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may was strange, surreal. 
exhaustion, confusion, sorrow. 
small moments of stillness. 
like here at vässarö.

home is gone.

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vägen som förut gick hem. nu är hem inte kvar.

this road used to be the road home. but home is not there anymore.

dots of light.

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again (sigurd lewerentz in malmö). 

bells.

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bell tower in malmö by sigurd lewerentz.

and the sea.

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pappa på glasverandan.
lasses hus var en av hans bästa platser bland öarna.
hans sista tur med båten gick dit.
en solig oktoberdag i fjol.
svamp, nubbe och sång som sig bör.
sent smög vi ner till till den tysta, mörka båten.
somnade i natthavets välde. 

my father on the glass veranda.
lasse's house was one of his favourite places among the islands.
his last trip with the boat took him there.
a sunny day in october last year.
newly picked mushrooms, grogs and songs.
it was late when we slipped down to the dark, silent boat.
fell asleep in the sea of the night.

dear ones.

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but not so near ones. 
albin come home! and sofia you can come too...