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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.
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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.