Hour by hour, day by day, winter is retreating, even up here in the Far North. I hear that snow is forecast for Thursday, but I have a hard time believing it will happen. Unlike most of the rest of Sweden, we haven’t had any new snow for a couple of weeks, and the long,… Read More Recession

So it was my birthday yesterday (I turned 37, a number it’s taking me a little while to get my head around), and among all the gifts and greetings I received from near and far, this one from my friend, Debbie, was certainly the most appreciated by my and my family’s tastebuds: That there is… Read More Scrumdiddlyumptious

If I’d had the presence of mind this morning to snap a photo when I emptied into a storage container a bag of what I supposed to be steel-cut oats but was in fact a flock of live grain moths, this would have been quite a memorable blog post. As it stands, I’m the only… Read More Unexpected

A couple of bright, sunshine-y days and a bit of elbow grease on Olof’s part have left our porch free of snow. The same can’t be said of our yard just yet but its time will come, too.

It was nearly seven years ago — on the morning of my thirtieth birthday, in fact — that I discovered, and promptly plucked, my first grey hair. Since then, plucking has been my standard method of dealing with the occasional grey, and up until very lately it’s been satisfactory. These past several months, though, have… Read More If you can’t beat ’em …