
As a swede, I’m used to the long, cold and dark winters. During winter, we spend a lot of time indoors, longing for warmer weather. And every year, when you almost have forgotten how it feels when the heat of the sun warms your face, the spring finally arrives. The flowers and trees start to bloom and the streets are crowded with people again. And every year I have to stop for a while in the street just to embrace the breathtaking beauty of the Swedish spring. But then suddenly, it hits me… Continue reading →