Posts Tagged ‘travel’

I love my fathers candles. Next year we are probably going to make another batch. He mixes old candlestubs with wax from cheeses and beeswax. The candles are incredibly drippy, sparkly, horribly unpractical and as much the epitome of candleness as you could ever imagine.

In the background is one of my ensouled creatures, Lillnos. The name is a compund of “little” and “snout” in Swedish. In 2011 we were visiting Kew Gardens in London, as we do every year (well, since -09, anyway). On the 50% off-table I see this bulky little creature. The only one of his kind there. I stare at him, for some reason. We make our (hours long) tour of the garden, have our usual picknick. On our way out we take another tour of the gift-shop. I decide to buy him, for rather expensive 8 pounds. The woman at the check-out informs me that he is a book-end, that all the other bookends sold in pairs. That his mate somehow got lost, making Lillnos the odd one out and only one left. Outside of the shop, I unexpectedly burst into tears. I felt like I had saved him. At home, he quickly made friends with an as yet unnamed little creature who now resides on his shoulders at all times.

Happy holidays, whichever one you are celebrating!

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Traveling to Tromsø over the weekend is one of the nice things one can allow oneself to do, living on the threshold of the mountains of northern Sweden and Norway. Traveling northward but also toward warmth because of the Gulf Stream. Mountains, clouds and autumn colours made for a rich trip and I will definitely return. Probably not likely for good, since it is a bit too far from friends and family, but who knows? I love the thought of working there for a while, having gotten a great impression of both the university and the hospital.

Me, enjoying the view:

Living at the lovely Tromsö Bed and Books which I can warmly recommend. There is books, comfy beds and you get to draw on the walls! What’s not to love? I am most definitely returning. Here is an image of the wall, I am responsible for the flowers. The rest is made by other guests.

(I did not make the shrimp, but chose to connect it to my plant)

I might make another Tromsö-post soon before we go back to the regularly scheduled sockbird-o-rama.

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