We´re back after a little short trip up north. It was how I suspected; my father and I rushed into every fleamarket we saw while my mother waited in the car, yawning. At the end of the day, she sat by the steering wheel and ignored when I screamed FLEA MARKET SIGN. We stopped by Sören in Lottefors again (a really good flea market) and had lunch at a nice place called Träslottet.
flea market
Last pics from my summerhouse for this time. I came back yesterday after five sunny days with my boys. It is a special feeling to be out in the archipelago when most of the people have started to work. Nice and calm.
Tomorrow I´m going out with the boys to our summerhouse for a week, this time with no mobile internet so it woun´t happen much here for a while. Here are some photos from earlier this summer. I realize when my camera has been to Denmark with the family for a week that I miss it, not more than my family of course :-), but I´ve been used to always have it with me.
Keyrings from a fleamarket, view from our house, my dads nice bathing trunk from the 50´s (can you believe he still has them?), detail from a vintage book, my husbands, as he said, ”arty” night photo, fabrics from a flea market, and my arty bumblebee photo.
Friend and author of some of my children´s book, Caroline Bruce, is traditionally visiting the countryside with her family. Every time she´s here we take a little fleamarket tour. Here are my findings.
Now I´m back at the countryside again.
Images from a vintage book I found earlier this week. And my dog, soon five months.