My ultimate kanelbullar, un peu comme des brioches


[My ultimate kanelbullar, not unlike cinnamon brioches] Tomorrow is the 4th of October. A date that doesn’t go unnoticed in Sweden. Yes, tomorrow is kanelbullens dag [cinnamon roll day]. I must have felt that this post – which I promised to share with you long before I even knew kanelbullar had their own day – […]

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En semester i Lövnäs, sista dagen

lovnas day 4-11

Our last day in Lövnäs ended just like our journey started, with a breakfast made of boiled eggs and danskt rågbröd. Early in the morning, we walked through the forest, searching frantically for a marshy glade. Chasing cloudberries, really. And when our boots sank into the ground, we knew we were in the right place. […]

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En semester i Lövnäs, andra dagen


[A summer holiday in Lövnäs, second day] A breakfast made of pumpernickel and boiled eggs, oats and cherry yoghurt was eaten by the rainy window. Soon enough we set off to the lake and had sweets before lunch. We settled for a little island, north of the lake, and as we came to the shore, […]

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En semester i Lövnäs, första dagen

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[A summer holiday in Lövnäs, first day] Let me introduce en semester in Lövnäs, possibly photographed and written for my maman alone. Perhaps you’ll enjoy it too! We drove for hours, and I’m not going to lie, I might have fallen asleep; awoken once by Kalle saying my name and pointing out at a herd […]

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And the weeks too


The ducklings have been growing faster than our eyes can see. And the weeks too. I think it might be time to resume normal programming, don’t you?

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Bonjour juillet


[Hello July] The sun has been setting just before midnight and rising shortly after one. Lilac bouquets have turned the bushes, which edge the sidewalk, into a purple dream. And ducklings have been following us during our evening walks by the river. We’ve had a wonderful month of June, perhaps not as sunny as I’ve […]

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From the lake to our table


Some stories don’t need words. But let me tell you a little about this one. It’s a story of the recent past; of a wonderful day. One by the lake and the forest. One when Kalle caught a rainbow trout. And we took it hot, carefully placed on top of his waders in the boot […]

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The sound of icebergs – La tarte tropézienne

tarte tropezienne

There is the sound of the icebergs bumping into each other with every wave, not unlike a distant thunderstorm. There is the forest that I’ve walked through so many times before, now covered in a thick blanket of snow. There are lakrits [liquorice] cookies in the oven. And lights by every window we see. Yes, […]

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