Den där bonden som skumpade runt och plöjde med sin traktor trodde nog att vi var spritt språngande galna där vid dikeskanten, kånkandes på en stor korg med blommor och en kamera i högsta hugg. Men sånt får man ju inte bry sig om tänkte vi och vinkade glatt.
The farmer that went around plowing probably thought we were totally nuts standing by the trench, carrying a big basket of flowers and a camera in full motion. But we wouldn’t let that stop us, so we happily waved when he went by.
Because that’s the things with lupines. They often grow close to the road and then you don’t have much of a choice but to become a traffic hazard.
Buttercups and cow parsley were found by the sweetest of cabins. We got a bit jealous of the owner and wished for a note saying it was up for rent. But no luck.
We’ll get back here when the roses have bloomed.
We’d be a nice fit for that cabin, right? You’d have to go do some serious looking to find a nicer studio.
After a while we had a whole bunch of beautiful summer flowers, just as a Midsummer bouquet requires. The only one we didn’t find was dog collar, but we made do anyway.
Then we had to hurry back home since the sky went from blue to dark gray in just a few minutes. And just as we got to the car the first rain drops started falling. A bit typical of a Swedish summer.
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