Horsin' Around

Walking past the horse farm at Mulsta a few cold Winter days ago. I often take this road on my way to and from the old tree. There are a few interesting signs here. One says, don't feed the horses they have plenty to eat. Another one explains that two of the horses you might see here have food allergies, but not to worry about it as people of course have done in a local Facebook group.

Blue Hour

I picked up my bike after I took the photo of the planes. Walking in to the shop, the owner, Harry, in his mid 80s by now, gave me the evil eye. Sort of. And then he told me how hard it was to just fix a flat tire and adjust the gears on my eBike, like I did not already know that. I kept a straight face, but laughed about it while cycling home. And then I stopped to take a photo at Mulsta as it was getting dark, and I liked how this house looked with the Christmas lights.

Up to something

Back in November, I noticed that some trees had been cut down on a hill at Mulsta in Tungelsta. And a couple of weeks ago I spotted some sort of building under construction. The family that lives at the farm, the Andersson's, have done so for two hundred years. They have a horse farm. You have met one them, Josefine. No clue as yet what this will be. If it is a new house, it will have a decent view from up there. I guess it could also be a stable. Time will tell, I guess. Oh, and the building in the foreground is a preschool called Lilla Lillgården.

Behind the hedge

This building at Mulsta in Tungelsta, from 1893 was known as a Länsmansboställe, as was the building that stood here before it. For a few centuries many Vassals lived here. I pass by here a couple of times every week and have photographed the building many times before.

Moonrise

Swedish word of the day. Fullmåne. Full moon at the Mulsta Länsmansboställe. Day 71 in my project 100 Days Of Darkness.

Vintersolståndet/Winter Solstice

Six hours of daylight. But from now on, the days will be longer and longer...Day 52 in my project 100 Days Of Darkness. This is the Andersson place at Mulsta in Tungelsta. The family has lived here and used the land for around 300 years.

Balcony with Christmas Light

Flooding everywhere on the day that I snapped this photo earlier in the week. I have no photos of that to show you. Instead, I give you another photo of Mulsta Länsmansboställe. Day 48 in my project 100 Days Of Darkness.

Winter at Mulsta

I took this photo while out on a Winter promenade earlier in the week. I can tell you that the view looks very different now, three days later.

Winter at Mulsta

Back in the early days of flickr, some 14 years ago now, I uploaded a version of this view. I called it Horses in a snowstorm. Earlier this week I got a payout from Pixsy after they had found that a company had used the photo without my consent.

Mulsta

A bit warmer today, but no more than 5C. Other than that it was the same gray weather. This is a house at Mulsta. Day 13 in my project 100 Days Of Darkness.

Winter in Sweden

We had a cold start to the week today. -15C. Frost everywhere. It would have been a good day for Winter Photography but I had to get my mother to and from the hospital so no photos today. I took this photo a couple of days ago. It shows a building that was once known as Mulsta Länsmansboställe. For a few centuries many Vassals lived here. You might have seen it before as I sometimes stop for a photo here on my walks 7bike rides to the old tree.

It's Still Winter

Winter came back. Just like that. Total chaos in the traffic of course. Accidents everywhere. This was the scene at Mulsta in Tungelsta earlier today. Mulsta is an old farm. The same family, the Anderson's have lived and worked there for three hundred years.

Lets have the coffee in the garden

Winter at Mulsta in Tungelsta.

Wintertime

This is one of the places that I will always take another photo of. It is a house at Mulsta in Tungelsta. It has an interesting story. For a few centuries this was the house where the local Vassal lived. This version of the "Länsmansboställe" dates back to 1893, a previous building was destroyed in a fire. I have showed it you before and even told you about a murder that the policeman that lived here back in 1853 solved.

Headless Horse

Spotted this headless horse at the Mulsta horse farm on a recent promenade.

Horse Profile

I met a fellow photographer on a winter walk a while back. We discussed photography and what have you while I tried to get a few good shots of this horse at the Mulsta horse farm. The photographer Ulf Andersson, whom you have met here on the blog, a couple of Winters ago, told me that he had done the window renovation on the building in the background. Sounds like an interesting hobby.

Winter at Mulsta

Out walking I took a short-cut over this field in Tungelsta. It was a beautiful, but very cold (-15C), winter day. The snow is hard here, and I had to walk in someone's footsteps. While standing in the middle of the field I decided to shoot a winter panorama. It took eight photos. You are looking at a few houses at Mulsta, a property that has been owned by the Andersson family for 300 years. You have previously met Josefin from that family. To see the panorama a bit bigger press here.

Winter Diptych

Two photos shot with the Tamron zoom lens. A frozen plant on a field near the Mulsta horse farm in Tungelsta. Just playing with the f-stop and color vs. black and white on my way to the old tree.

Heading Towards Winter

Took a promenade to Välsta. The feeling was that I was walking into winter. And that is exactly what I was doing.

Thursday Walk

In one of the more active flickr groups, Utata, members are asked to go for a walk every Thursday. We can then add a specific tag to up to six photos and post one photo with some info in a the weekly thread. The result can then be seen on the Utata web site. My walk took me to the old tree via a back road that is mostly used by the farmers at Mulsta, and also by the horse-back riders from a few nearby horse farms. Out on the fields I saw a baler in action. Further down the path a canola field was blooming.