Home sweet home

I stepped off the plane and filled my lungs with the summery air of Arlanda airport, Sweden. I was back in my homeland and the feeling was sweet. The crowded streets in Paris seemed far away and as I got my luggage and slowly walked out towards a waiting car I had a moment: I had perfect spring in Paris behind me and a possible lovely summer in Sweden ahead.

good weather

This is just a post to show im still around. I haven't forgot you my dear and oh-so-dedicated readers. I'll be back soon, maybe already tomorrow after my visit to the Monet gardens in Giverny.

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