Summer is definitely over. The children are back in school, the animals are preparing for the winter and the elves are dancing on the meadows. You have to look long and hard to see them but they are there, hidden in the mist that forms in the evening. Beautiful but also a reminder that it is getting time to leave Svångemåla to go south for a little bit of more warm weather and sunshine.
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Lingonberries
Slowly, slowly, nature is getting ready for the long rest it needs to gather energy for the outburst of energy and life we call spring. The leaves are turning yellow, brown and even red and cover the ground like a blanket of gold coins. The summer is not over yet but the signs are there for all of us to see.
At the same time, the transformation of the summers’ flowers into berries is in full progress. It has been a dry summer and the blueberries are fewer than usual. Similarly, the wild raspberries are difficult to find. Even the most important of all berries in this part of Sweden, the lingonberries are small and far in between. This means that the most used jam of all, lingonberry jam, will be more expensive to the disappointment of all who like to put a spoon of this particular jam on their meat balls, pancakes, fried herring, or cold rice porridge. No, I am not joking, we eat lingonberry jam to a lot of very different dishes and can hardly live without it in this part of Sweden.
At the same time, the transformation of the summers’ flowers into berries is in full progress. It has been a dry summer and the blueberries are fewer than usual. Similarly, the wild raspberries are difficult to find. Even the most important of all berries in this part of Sweden, the lingonberries are small and far in between. This means that the most used jam of all, lingonberry jam, will be more expensive to the disappointment of all who like to put a spoon of this particular jam on their meat balls, pancakes, fried herring, or cold rice porridge. No, I am not joking, we eat lingonberry jam to a lot of very different dishes and can hardly live without it in this part of Sweden.