Sunsets in Sweden!

A long, long time ago Pappou, in talking to mommy and daddy about the marvels of nature - and sunsets in particular - was explaining the urges that he gets as an artist when looking at such amazing natural phenomena. "You get two urges", he said. "To pick up the paint brush" and try to emulate it all, and "to put down the paint brush" because there is no way you can match it. This summer's trip to Sweden brought with it much of the latter. There were no paint brushes to be seen, but there was plenty to marvel as (late) night after night we were presented with a spectacular show of calm and natural splendor. 

It is hard to say what Sweden brings to us, as there is so much happening. But the one big thing - apart, of course, from reconnecting to our wonderful family - is the sense of calm and oneness with the natural surroundings. It's as if everyone here revolves around the natural world and, coming from the hustle and bustle of large, ever-growing cities, it sure is a welcomed respite from what humanity has gone and gotten itself involved in. Here it's about the trees. It's about the breeze. About the ripples in the water, the bend in the trunk of a tree. It's about bringing ones self to the same level as all that which comprises life has to offer. It's spectacular. 

This trip to Sweden, as is typically the case, was all about putting down what we were doing and just letting nature put on it's show, time and time again.