December Rose

Taking the train across Sweden yesterday, I arrived in time for morning coffee with my dad at Hamnkaféet, which always feels like taken straight out of Jan Lööf’s magical universe.

Later, after jogging six kilometres with my mother in the sunset, I got to see my childhood friend Johana over dinner. As always, it was absolutely fabulous. Yet, it was with a certain trepidation that we realized that next year it will be forty years since we started our first year in school together. In any case, I have already decided to return for Öland Ultra in mid-June (to make up for my disastrous performance in 2023) so hopefully there will be more dinner opportunities in the future.

Today was off to a slow start (which perhaps had something to do with that bottle of Pinot Noir from San Luis Obispo that I shared with Johanna) but eventually I got to go for a longer morning walk with my parents which featured the December rose above, the world’s cutest Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever with white paws, and a new halogen lamp for the oven back home in Gothenburg.