My love affair with Sweden always included notions of woodland sprites, fairies, trolls, and nymphs. It seemed to me that in this Scandinavian land, one could experience a special kind of magic found only in a Nordic wilderness.
The culture of Sweden, and her neighbors, has a long history of embracing the spirit of the forest. Nature, and access to nature, is important and it is one of the reasons Allemansrätten (the right of public access) exists, allowing all people to roam freely on any land with the exception of private gardens and homes. Preservation of the environment is nearly encoded in the Swedish DNA and evidence of this is shown through their systems of recycling and waste management.
This love of nature is one of the things which drew me here. But I have to admit, I haven’t taken advantage of the beauty that surrounds me. I have been too distracted with finding work, fitting in, and keeping abreast of the news on my social media platforms.
These are dark times and it is now more important than ever to grab whatever beauty and refuge we can find wherever we can find it. It is more important then ever to indulge in a little bit of fantasy, a little bit of imagination, and to release our minds from the constant onslaught of bad news. More than ever we need to allow our eyes to follow the path of a butterfly, find faces and castles in the clouds, and listen to nothing more than the wind in the trees. Here in Sweden, this can mean simply walking out your door.Read More»
I have never been able to follow a routine. I know that setting up a schedule for work and exercise will greatly benefit me but after years of attempting to incorporate some type of structure in my life I’m starting to think routine making is just not for me. I know many great writers have hours set aside (they call it working hours) for composing their articles and works of fiction. So this week I decided that yes – I too will set up a routine (again) and stick to it. It will be good for me. I will accomplish much more during the course of each day and there will be discipline damn it. Yes.
Monday was to be a day of marketing for my business. I even gave the day a name, fun and cute, to better inspire me to stick with my plan. Marketing Monday. Every Monday I will do marketing and outreach. However, I did not market my business or network on Monday. Instead I went into the city with my beau who had a day off from work. Thursday I was to finish reviewing a manuscript and clean up our apartment. I set up a day again for myself – every Thursday would be my housekeeping day. *sigh* I did not clean house nor did I review the manuscript. I spent the day writing – one must write when the writing is hot, right? This weekend, starting on Friday, my plan was to cozy up at home and do a considerable amount of reading (I’m behind), clean the apartment (It’s now quite disheveled) and write.
On Friday morning, a girlfriend suggested that we head out to Göteborg’s Archipelago as it was a beautiful Indian Summer day. Not knowing when Göteborg would again see such a gorgeous day, let alone sunshine, I opted to head out on the ferry and explore and photograph the islands. I believe this to be the correct decision, but alas it marked one more day in which my spontaneous nature once again won out and left the notion of a routine dying in the dust.
I don’t know what the problem is but I’m not about to give up on the idea of setting routines for myself. Today, by god, I’m sticking to my plan. I’m posting to this blog, uploading the photos I just processed from Vrångö, finish reading that manuscript, and cleaning the apartment. So far, so good!
Writer/photographer Lisa Mikulski. Available for print or online publications and business in the Nordic region, Europe, and the U.S. Editorial, features, marketing copy, and public relations. Contact me here or at lisa @ 2sweden4love.com
Something has happened to my ability to care for foliage. I don’t know how or why this happened but I can say to you, with the greatest confidence, that if there is a plant you hate you must bring it to my house. I will care for it and love it until its little shiny green leaves turn brown and wilt. Its flowers will drop off. Its soil will sour. I will return it to you, in no time at all, a shadow of its former self. I will present you with a stick.
I never used to have this problem. It’s very upsetting because I love plants and flowers and I’ve always done well with horticulture. For all of my life, I had lush, green, beautiful plants in my home. I had gardens of lilacs, iris, peony, strawberries, raspberries, flowering trees and other earthly delights in my yard. A year ago, I watched as friends and family carted off my big beautiful plants as I prepared to move to Sweden.
Perhaps this is payback from the gardening world. I gave away my plants and I am now poison to them.
My guy, believing that I could handle the responsibility for caring of plants, presented me with gorgeous lemon trees, orange trees, olive trees, and beautiful potted beauties. I was delighted. I loved them. And I killed them off… one by one. He finds this immensely entertaining and can not keep from smiling each time I mention the subject.Read More»
Sweden has vipers and killer slugs! Oh my! Last night listening to Radio Sweden was the blurb about warmer weather coming and those walking about in the woods and forests should beware of vipers! Vipers? Between the venomous snakes and the killer slugs, I’m thinking perhaps I’ve picked the wrong continent.
Gotta run now… out shopping for really tall boots!