Sunday, October 10, 2010
This wall painting is at the American Swedish Institute in Minneapolis, painted in 1983 by Swedish painter Bengt Engman, who was commissioned to come and decorate their ballroom and other areas of the museum in the same style as the old Dalmålning paintings, but with a theme based on the Emigration from Sweden to America.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Here's a link to another view of Gotland's folkdrakt.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
This labyrinth was in front of the bakery.
In June, Andrea, Haylie and I toured Lummelunda cave. This is the photo of the original cave opening, which only skinny kids could crawl into. Since then, they have built an opening for tourists (and grandmothers), and an interpretive center. They showed this video before we went into the cave, about the three boys who discovered it.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Somewhere in the middle of the process.
Gotland Games are held every summer in Stånga, at their athletic fields. In this video a Swedish girl shows how to throw the pole (caber in Scotland), which has to make a turn in the air to land correctly.
Another game might prove the adage, "Age and treachery will overcome youth and speed". Unfortunately, the gray haired gentleman lost his match.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
"The helicopters aren't spraying chemicals, but broadcasting a material much like lawn fertilizer. Granules are dropped in sites where mosquitoes are present, then the mosquitoes eat the bacteria, killing the larvae that are in those wetlands." So that's the scientific explanation.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
If you want to learn more about the Boreal Chorus Frogs of Minnesota, here's the link.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
I was thinking about how mom had walked a long way in that deep snow, during the middle of the night, because she got dropped off by the funeral home director quite far from home. He didn't want to get the hearse stuck. By the time she reached our driveway, she was suffering from hypothermia, and really couldn't have gone much farther. The stubborn tenacity she had (and still has) is what got her home. I'm thankful for that. Here she is 45 years later, still surviving.