In all its dimunitivity, this little house and its surroundings sum up northern Sweden for me: the typical dark red walls, the birches and fir trees around it, the dappled forest light, the moss glowing in the afternoon sun.
We’re having some absolutely lovely days at our cabin in the woods, and I’m brimming with ideas for my Midsummer Night’s Eve story. It will be set in a place like this, with the forest a stone’s throw away and the midnight sun painting the landscape in pale gold. And in the middle of ancient nature, a botanist and a – yes, you guessed it – photographer bonding over their love of flowers. 🙂