The horse across the ditch got curious when we were taking photos of the lilacs :D
and that isn't even the half of it. No photos of the rapeseed this year, it's all gone to green. None of the daffodils that wended (went?) their way around the edges of every yard, none of the fields full to bursting of tiny yellow suns—dandelions now gone to puff and seed. The honeysuckle is just starting and though the roses in Malmö are blooming wide and deep, our are still cinched tight. The cherry blossoms are all gone, but yesterday I discovered the tree in our backyard is full to bursting with small, hard, green fruit. Oh boy!
It's been a crazy busy weekend but ultimately a deeply relaxing one, too. A work party Friday where the first act of the evening was a favorite Swedish comedian (Henrik Schyffert), a wedding party for a friend yesterday, and Swedish mother's day today: a slow and easy morning followed by an afternoon with Anders' mom, a walk full of flowers and lovely presents from my family.
The next two weeks are short ones, with holiday long weekends and suddenly it's June. JUNE! Every year, every month, every week, I say the same and marvel equally: time FLIES.