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Hearing that (another) friend has been diagnosed with cancer has put quite the damper on my weekend, even though I think, given today's medical advances, that she can beat this, it's still a horrible experience for her and her family to go through. The alternative doesn't bear thinking about. I'm not thinking about what it would mean to ME to receive such a diagnosis; my mind skitters and leaps about it, looking distractedly in the other direction, pulling my sleeve and pointing, not letting me dwell on any of those grotesque and overwhelmingly awful scenarios.


Martin and I took the recyclables in, went grocery-shopping and then went for a walk. The sun had disappeared, unfortunately, but it was still bright out and he had a treasure hunt list in his hand to do. I was a bit too optimistic with the first item, Easter feathers, because I saw them at the store and even, nearly, bought some myself, but I guess it's still too early for anyone to be decorating even if they are selling egg-coloring kits and small fluffy chenille pipe-cleaner chicks. We saw crocus in a pastel palette of different colors, snowdrop clumps by the dozens, and gardens covered in the small yellow spring flower whose name I can never remember...yellow anemone? We saw baby pussywillows and tiny, tight lilac buds.

One of the items on his list was "3 different birds" and I thought, since Sweden is full of over-sized fowl, that he'd most likely see crows or jackdaws or magpies or rooks, and that if nothing else, there were always the ducks and geese in the farmyard behind our house, or the odd cocky pheasant walking through our backyard. But he saw a giant wood pigeon up in a tree, and then we found a blåmes (blue tit) and then a flock of talgoxe (great tit), and then a lilac hedge filled with LBJ's (little brown jobs).

We bought roast chicken and potato salad for dinner, and tonight is the final Melodifestivalen competition, and we have baked brie and crackers to enjoy with it. At the post office counter, we picked up 2 boxes that we'd received slips for yesterday and one was Karin's dragon wallpaper mural, and the other was a box from my mom: a care package of American items I'd requested, plus perfect cup-size tupperware containers for fruit and PEEPS...the yellow chick kind.

PEEPS! Now I KNOW Spring is on the way! Thanks, mom!
mood: optimistic
music: Rigo & The Topaz Sound featuring Red Fox—I Got U


I agree wholeheartedly with you about the cancer news. It's just literally unthinkable.

Tell me again the website where you found the wallpaper - we're considering doing a mural in the new bedroom we'll be building once the kitchen is done (this week!).

I just love snowdrops. One has come up on Willie's gravesite in the back garden where we planted a variety of bulbs in November.
The tulip greens have pushed the earth up and promise some lively color in a few weeks along with the ocean of forget-me-nots that I anticipate. For now we have to be satisfied with daffodils and forsythia, crocus and violets.

I would definitely be satisfied with those! :D

I looked up Easter feathers online and saw them in packages "with wire for twisting around branches"... What do you do with them? Put them in trees?

You usually have early birch branches that are just beginning to bud, and you tie the feathers to them and put them around your door and in your yard :)

I am so angry and tired with cancer that I could just kick its ass, you know? I good one-two and throw it right outta the ring! I hope your friend is well.

I agree! Cancer, you're OUTTA HERE!


Peep,peep! :0 But, it's Rubbermade not tupperware- just so you know. Love, Lizardmom

Rubberware, Tuppermade, whatever :P

Dwelling on thoughts of cancer cross my mind as well and hits the same way. I hope your friend takes in the well wishes, as we give them wholeheartedly.

Your walk with Martin was so sweet. You are such a good mom!

My friend is loading up on positive energy :)

I love the walks with my kids and the treasure hunt ones are extra fun. :)

I wonder if the roast chicken would've counted as one of the birds in case live ones were not to be seen? :-)

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