I sit this Sunday morning having breakfast and admiring the fading flowers from the examination party. The lilies smells like a tropical garden. The small pink roses has passed out since a day or so. But they still have their own beauty. I like fading flowers as well as fresh ones.
I find blogging in Swedish very giving (newly opened blog Bettina berör). I actually think that my struggle here with the English language has helped me to improve my Swedish writing as well. I will write both in Swedish and in English for the future. My plans about the English language remains. But whenever there is anything really urgent I possibly cannot write good enough in English - I will write in Swedish. But else I presume my choice of language will be as capricious as the weather here in Sweden.
Yesterday I spent all day catching up with the garden. Excessive left overs from the examination party makes it easier - no time spent on cooking. This year I never brought up any plants of my own - I had to buy them all this year. There wasn´t time for it. I need to buy a few more plants to make the garden complete but I think I will wait for the sale just before the vacations. And as usual I will go to the local farmer collecting and digging up dying plants he will give me for free. Just because none of us wants to see them die without having been beauties first. I wonder how many plants I have brought back to life again at my plant nursery at the posh?
Last few days I had to put myself into the plant nursery. My stomach has settled down. I managed both wine and cheese yesterday night. That was a true joy for me.
There are a few more things to catch up with. The lustful today....the rest another day.
One of the flower decorations is at the grave. The Angel's trumpets are back in the garden. The Impomea as well. I´ll be there too in ten minutes. But first some coffee at the posh. My favourite place on earth.
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