Saturday, September 16
Today we raced to Pellinge for höstmarknad; the final event of summer. We bought pies from Ritva, bread from Gunnel, and fish from Vicke. We chatted with Eero and Elena, with Camilla and Mika, and with several people whose names escape me.
We then drove back to Sundö to close the house for Winter, for the very last time. It felt very strange. To commemorate then occasion I took a suitably strange photograph of the shed and the sauna house.
Perspective sir? I don’t think so.