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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Tomorrow is day D

One day left and my life will not only been counted in months... I will be one year! Mom can't really understand how time flies – soon I will be teenager, comming home with a boyfriends and moving from home.

Well folks, its a little bit time left for that. At the moment I am now practising my walking and basically I have become pretty good at it. At least what my dad says. I can also stand up and pick up things from floor with my enthusiam of course as then I can taste all things I see. Mom says I can taste and put everything in my mouth exept food. Food is still a very scary subject and I must say I have a confession there. Dad is much better in feeding me than mom. You see, I have a very small mouth and mom doesnt have same patient as my dad so she gives me always too big bites!! Of course I have to protest and then mom puts my plate over to dad and says: Now, you take over – I cant stand this. And dad is wondering why he always has to clear up the mess... I wonder that too, I think I will tell mom she is much better in so many other things – just not this so why doesm't she let dad always feed me. Hm, tricky...




Ok, so tomorrow is big DAY but it is also a big day in an other occation – it is midsummer.



Midsummer Eve - this year 2005 June 24 - is probably the most popular festival day in Sweden, together with Christmas. Midsummer is an old pagan celebration, dating back to the Viking Era.

It was a fertility rite originally, where the May pole was a phallic symbol, "impregnating" Mother nature. It was hoped that this would help to give a good harvest in the autumn. The customs around Midsummer are many and very old. The May pole is still risen in all Sweden and people are playing old song and dancing games around it at nearly every village.Nowadays Midsummer is a national holiday. Family and friends meet, eat herring and fresh potatoes and drink schnapps and beer.The actual day of the celebration is also the longest day of the year (summer solstice), signifying that summer has reached the half-way point. In modern times, Midsummer Day is celebrated on the Saturday between June 20 - 26.This year - 2005 - it is celebrated June 24 new rule in Church of Sweden says that we celebrate St John's Day at the Sunday after Midsummer Day. The correct date of St John's day is June 24.

The Midsummer night is the night of the great and the hidden powers. Everything is filled with power: the dew, the flowers, the twigs of the trees, the water in the springs. Dew can heal sickness, the leaven gets better with drops of the dew of Midsummer night. Leaves can be used as dressing bandage and you can take away pain if you have some night leaves from the birches in your bath.In folklore there are many ideas about the Midsummer Night. In earlier time people assembled around the springs to drink "marrow into the bones". They did not drink just water....

A wreath or a bouquet with seven or nine (the traditions vary) is full of power. But you must pick the flowers all alone and in total silence. One flower from the churchyard increases the power even more. The ready bound wreath you may hang in the ceiling and let it remain there until it is time for the Christmas straw wreath. Your house will stay happy and healthy. A pair of young birches around the porch make happiness into the house, a twig of birch in the cornfield gives better harvest The bouquet of flowers under your pillow make you dream of your future husband, good if you can pick them at a crossroad from the roadbanks of three different roads . . .



1 Comments:

At 8:43 AM, Leann said...

I enjoyed the picture of Anna walking. It's amazing what they do and how fast the time flies.

As for the horses I used to ride, they were quarterhorses and I also had a welsh mountain pony. I can't tell you how many hands high they were. The welsh mountain pony was about the size of your icelandic horses and the quarterhorses get pretty big. Probably 12 to 14 hands high.

They had 3 or 4 gates. I enjoyed it immensley and miss it very much.

 

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