I learned a new word today! I guess I didn’t know it because I had no reason to use it. Of course I’d heard it and said it many times, but I thought it meant something totally different. What is the word? Loom! I’ve known it in Swedish and in Spanish, because we used to have one at home at times. This loom is my sister’s and Dad and his wife Mary are working on a rug.
I’ve already spent a few days in Sweden. The weather has been pleasant, my work-station is comfortable, the food is delicious, the flowers are still blooming, the moon is shining…
This is my sister and Ola’s house. They’ve worked hard this summer on painting it. The people who lived here before didn’t care so there’s lots of work to do. The big window above the door is to the room where I’m staying. The little red bike on the bottom left picture is Mary’s. She takes Dad on short walks every day and takes such good care of him.
One big question she has. How have the dahlias changed color? They used to be maroon and now they are bright red. Maybe one of my readers can give us the answer.
Dad and Mary (top left) live on the second floor. The Swedish lunch was served on the first floor by my sister. She’s got a green orchid, as you can see. We had ground beef soup. My grandchildren would have called it taco soup. Hard tacks are the typical Swedish bread. At the lower left are lingon berries cooking on the stove and on the right the typical Swedish pancakes, served on a plate that came in my suitcase. I surprised my sister with American dinner-ware!
It’s 10.00 in the evening. It’s quiet!. The only sounds are the ticking clocks and my keyboard. Mary is giving me foot-massage, Dad is busy with crossword-puzzles. You could hear a in drop! It was so quiet we connected with Peru and now we hear two keyboards and Peruvian radio. Yes, we needed some noise.
Let me finish with a good joke. It’s on Mary. A blind man says to a crippled man, “You’ll be my eyes and I’ll be your feet. You’ll guide me where I want to go and I’ll carry you where you can’t go!” Mary dais it’s not supposed to be a joke, just a saying. Something good to take to heart. We can help each other. Like she is doing with my feet. It feels so good!
What’s the noise from Peru? Cristina is listening to clean jokes! So Mary and I get in on them, too!
Tomorrow is a new day. May you have a good one!