Well not really, but who wants to wait until Fettisdagen? My only rule is that I have to take a photo of every semla.
Daily photos, portraits, and stories from Haninge, Stockholm and Södertörn in Sweden.
At five to twelve on Saturay I was crossing a snow-covered field at Krigslida. Many years ago my family owned and used the field. Growing up dad told us the horrible story about when he worked on the field spreading out DDT against insects. That was before anyone knew how dangerous DDT was. It messed up his face pretty badly and made him look much older than he was. The old barn seen here was once part of the Krigslida farm. The farmhouse was destroyed in a fire, it was nearly 400 years old, the barn is newer, it is newer. Never been inside so I don't know if there's anything of interest in there.