It’s official — I’m hooked on geraniums. For years I managed to stave off the beast, convincing myself that three or four of these lovely plants were enough for me and that I didn’t need anything beyond the usual varieties to make me happy. Alas, even the strongest of us has a breaking point and… Read More Resistance is futile …

I feel like a bit of a copycat, considering the craze that’s consuming Carolyn and Jessica these days, but I bought two new pelargoniums today. I can’t quite wrap my mind around calling them “pelargoniums,” actually, both because I grew up calling all such plants “geraniums” (and at least one of mine is truly a… Read More Tuesday

This morning I was out hanging laundry on the line and there was a little brown bird flying around and chirping her fool head off. She kept lighting on the end of one of the arms of the clothesline and chirping incessantly and annoyingly. I couldn’t figure out what was going on with her but… Read More Monday

I took this picture off my front porch about five minutes ago, at 2:20am. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to this.

I can hardly believe it myself, but it actually didn’t rain today. It looked threatening for most of the morning, but the clouds cleared away by early afternoon and I managed to get the grass cut and two loads of laundry hanged out on the line. It even got warm enough for Tage to take… Read More Oh, happy day!

I’m starting to resign myself to the fact that this will be one of those infamous gloomy, rainy Swedish summers. I honestly cannot remember the last day that it didn’t rain. Our grass has grown at least six inches high from all the extra watering, and I haven’t been able to mow because it’s so… Read More Rain and more rain