postcard from summer

[harborshore]

Secret note to absenteye: smultronen är mogna.

For the rest of you, smultron are wild strawberries, and they grow in dikes and in little nooks in the woods, and I spent the afternoon picking them, getting mosquito-bitten and staining my dress with red. And if you haven't had them, oh--they taste like summer, like nothing else in the world.

Also, this is what I meant when I said I'd be around but not. I'm here, I really am, but I'm going to be woefully behind on comments and emails (I already am). But I wanted to share a little bit of summer with you, just a little bit. Sweden in a bowl, if you will. ♥

Comments

[liketheroad.livejournal.com]

Om nom.

[iamsupernova.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow.

[strange-bt-true.livejournal.com]

That looks so good. :DDD

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

Not the same, I know, but when I was a kid we had a house out in Pennsylvania where we would spend weekends, and at the end of the cul-de-sac was nothing but forest, full of wild blueberry and blackberry bushes. My daddy and I would head in there together and get bug-bitten and bramble-scratched while we filled our buckets, and I swear, even all these years later, the store-bought ones don't taste nearly as good as those ones we picked ourselves. ♥

[absenteye.livejournal.com]

OH MY FUCKING GODDDDDDDDD SMULTROOOOOOOOOOOOOON I AM SO JEALOUSSSSSSSSSSSSS :(((( WHY DID I EVER LEAVE SWEDEN, WHAT KIND OF A FOOL AM I TO ABANDON SMULTRON!

My mom always says that the best thing about them is the smell, and then she proceeds to basically snort them up her nose all >:D because she is adorable.

MAN NOW I MISS SWEDISH SUMMERS LIKE CRAZY

[modillian.livejournal.com]

Ah, now, I haven't tried wild strawberries myself, but I've heard they are bright bursts of grainy deliciousness, yes. Mmm hmm yummo. And I like your bowl too. :)