If you make the dishcloths in cotton, then you can throw them in the laundry once a week, and I think the handmade cotton ones are a lot better than soggy, old-milk stinky Wettex wipes (that is a Swedish thing, for you Americans and other readers; OK, OK, I like them too, but these are much better). I bought a large box of the American-made Peaches and Cream cotton yarn, in many different colors, including some variegated ones and started knitting (while watching old Law and Order and other shows on Netflix and DVD...). And now I am out of yarn, so it is time for another project. I am working now on two bathmats, also in cotton, but thicker, so we will see how they come out soon.
Welcome to this bilingual (Swedish-English) group blog by family members living on both sides of the Atlantic Ocean, "the pond". Our interests range from the scientific to the eclectic, including gourmet food, horses, art and literature, computers, species in nature, history and iron, and photography. Three generations are posting here.
Friday, December 30, 2011
2011, the year of the Dishcloth Knitting Frenzy
If you make the dishcloths in cotton, then you can throw them in the laundry once a week, and I think the handmade cotton ones are a lot better than soggy, old-milk stinky Wettex wipes (that is a Swedish thing, for you Americans and other readers; OK, OK, I like them too, but these are much better). I bought a large box of the American-made Peaches and Cream cotton yarn, in many different colors, including some variegated ones and started knitting (while watching old Law and Order and other shows on Netflix and DVD...). And now I am out of yarn, so it is time for another project. I am working now on two bathmats, also in cotton, but thicker, so we will see how they come out soon.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
God Jul, everybody!
Friday, December 23, 2011
What are your favorite Christmas movies?
In English:
It's a wonderful life [can't live without it, strangely enough I had never heard of this movie when I lived in Sweden]
Miracle on 34th Street [for the smartest Santa ever, plus black and white is fantastic]
The Holiday [modern romance, with modern complications, ah I love this]
In Swedish:
Karl-Bertil Jonssons julafton [animated, a postoffice clerk decide to reroute some Christmas gifts to needy kids]
... (EH and the other can fill in the rest here, it was so long since I lived in Sweden)
Stamp of the Day: Pomegranate
"Are you going to blog about that your daughter got into Pratt?"
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Today is the shortest day of the year....
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Ponderings over American school food and eating habits
However, I think most kids today stick to bland, mass-produced factory food because their parents feed them that kind of food, out of convenience and influenced by advertising. McDonald's burgers (with no lettuce and tomatoes on the kid burgers, mind you!), french fries, chicken nuggets in a heat up plastic box, poptarts from aluminium foil packets, neon-colored 'cereal' with marshmallows, all soaked and dusted with fat, salt and sugar, oh the compounds we humans love!
And, it certainly doesn't help that most parents eat such food too, so they are not providing a home environment with real cooked food and a variety of ingredients. Many parents just take the easy way out - why force Bill to eat broccoli and have a scene at the dinner table? "Frozen pizza is so great, lets have it for dinner", again.
So, it is absolutely no surprise to me that a big food experiment with school lunches in Los Angeles failed. (read the news story here) They changed the menus to include more vegetables and healthy food, such as new dishes such as veggie curry, jambalaya, and pad thai (Mmm...). Now, my kids love those three things, but I don't think most kids do. Actually, I know most kids don't. In the test program, the schools got rid of chicken nuggets, nachos, chocolate milk, and other fast food calorie-bombs. The kids hated the change, many refused to eat the new food and just threw the food in the garbage. Undercover food snack deliveries started, and it was just a giant flop.
I am not surprised at all. First, these kids probably never or rarely had healthy food at home, at school, at restaurants or anywhere else. They are brought up on the bad stuff, and their parents eat the same thing. Unless you get the parents with you, and start this early on it will not work. I guess the only exception are those weight-loss boot camps where there is no alternative, "either you eat this or nothing, and there is just desert around here so you better eat here".
Second, if you are in middle and high school, there is giant psychological tension at all time, and especially in the cafeteria. Eating something weird, or not eating something, can easily turn into a trend, a thing to be teased over, or just something you don't want to deal with. Cliques of popular kids can very likely influence loads of kids not to eat something strange.
Third, in the schools, why was the left-over food thrown away? Give it to some pigs if it is leftovers from kids' plates. Keep the pigs outside the cafeteria, and tell the kids where bacon comes from! If there are left-over food from the kitchen, pack it up and give it to soup kitchens, hungry Occupyers, disabled vets, or anybody else that needs some great, fresh food. (This idea came from VFK when we talked about this.) If the food could be thrown away like that, then they also have a bad recycling system at the schools.
Fourth, if you really want people to change giant habits like this you to have to make it relevant to them. It has to be personal, not imposed by Big Brother, and it has to feel like an option, not a must and something a teenager has to rebel against. Use it as a teaching moment, without them realizing it is educational. Have cooking classes with parents plus kids. Do survival courses without any cooked food, with foraging from basic ingredients only. Grow the food on the school yard, plow up all that useless grass. Make the football team dig potatoes by hand for exercise. Keep bunnies, chickens, and pigs. Eat weeds. Cook cultural dishes from around the world, and cook ethnic 'fast-food' like dishes. Spaghetti with sauce, tacos, hamburgers - these can be great and good!
If I could decide, certain foods would be outlawed, and there would be no food advertising in TV (or anywhere else) for kids under 10. And no fake infomercials either. Everything would have 50% less sugar in it (if it had any to begin with), and no cereal would have food coloring. Everybody would have to intern at least 2 months on a farm, in a bakery, slaughterhouse, kitchen, or something like that before they end high school, to understand where food comes from and how it is made. (Actually, interning at a hamburger patty factory might not be bad. Might turn you off hamburgers forever. ) And kids should visit farms all the time, from the time they can put their fingers in their mouths and say gaga over sheep and apples. Chicken nuggets and other super-processed machine-made food should have giant warning labels on them, saying "NON-FOOD FACTORY PRODUCT".
In the end, I think this is of course a societal problem, but it really comes down to the parents. If the parents don't care about food, and the food for their children, then the kids will not care. If parents give in and are laissez-faire parents (=letting any little kid decide for themselves all the time), then you get kids that are whiny, picky, irresponsible, selfish, and won't eat any anything real and interesting. And who wants to live with such a person when they are adults?
Of course processed fast-food taste good, it is made to make us love it - it is all part of the commercial plans to sell more and to earn more money for the companies. But you don't have to buy into it. As a parent, stay strong, and if you slip now and then, that is OK. I have given my kids Hungry Man TV dinners, mac and cheese from a box, Spaghettios from a can, and so on. At the time, it was what I could handle, because of other circumstances. But now they eat nearly everything (well, one is a vegetarian that eats fish, and neither eats beets, which is perfectly fine).
It is never too late to change, to try something new. But to dare to try, I don't think you should be in a giant high school cafeteria and be served lukewarm sticky jambalaya surrounded by other teenagers that tell you it looks like "you-know-what"... I think this whole food movement would work better if people knew how to cook better, so maybe that is where things should start. With a knife, a pot and a cutting board. Maybe we should have survival courses in the kitchen. "How to cook from scratch during 5 days without electricity and a functioning fridge", hehe... Well, we don't have to be that drastic to begin with. How about "How to cook from ingredients that come in boxes with less than 3 ingredients listed on each box"?
(And a caveat - there are exceptions of course, but I think everybody can eat better. Being 3 years old is no excuse to live on only 4 types of food.)
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
This makes me feel small...

GOES Satellite Sees Strong Front Bringing Blizzard Conditions to U.S. Southwest, originally uploaded by NASA Goddard Photo and Video.
A satellite image from NASA taken yesterday. It looks like there is frothy diluted cream whipping around in most of the atmosphere.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Bits and pieces from the internet: stringy edition
Update: More info on the Ford Focus orchestra here.
And here is a stringy favorite! Check it out. (I love the sightings.)
I believe Sweden still is String Cheese free. That is good for them. Except, maybe Swedes can buy it now. I just read on the all-knowing Wikipedia that is actually comes from Europe.
Let kids make things with strings, and other things. Make them into makers. (Wired)
Real packages uses string. Except the US post office do not allow string anymore. It is all tape, tape, tape.... (Shorpy)
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Stamp of the Day: Three cows
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Book review: How to survive the end of the world as we know it by James Wesley Rawles
His advice is to live in a place that can be self-sufficient for years, and that is defendable against rioters and other criminals when law and order is no more. He describes in details which food items that store well, what medicines to keep on hand, where to get training in First Aid, canning, shooting, and how to learn how to barter (and what to barter with).
The beginning of the book was OK, but it was lacking details for many things when it comes to food production, preservation, and medical issues. Most of the book is focused on details in radio communication, weaponry, and defense tactics. I realize that such knowledge and tools might become a way of surviving, but in the end, what will matter is if you can feed yourself for a longer time.
Of course this book includes a lot of right-wing frenzy, but the truth is that many of us could be much better prepared for a week or more without power, water, and ways of communicating - situations that have and will continue to happen based on hurricanes, storms, and other such events.
For example, more of us should know first aid. But going to army surplus and buying razor wire for cash (so it can't be traced) and hiding old silver coins in the walls for when the dollar is gone, that is not really my thing. But apart from the fear-mongering, there are some really good advice in it. I wish he had included more summaries such as tables and been somewhat less repetitive with his favorite abbreviations. The third, forth... fiftieth time he uses WTSHF (= when the shit hits the fan), it is kind of tiresome.
One interesting fact I learned was that dried wheat grain can be stored for 30 years if they are in moisture- and vermin-proof containers.
His best advice overall are:
1. Don't become overly dependent on gadgets.
2. Learn First aid.
3. Buy tools that last, which are usually older tools.
4. Don't assume that you have access to anything in the rest of society. Be as self-sufficient as you can.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Spots, threads and snippets from the internet and media
Newsweek has an article about rich people buying modern art, more to show how rich they are more than because they like it. One of the artists they say is overvalued and will not last is Damien Hirsts with his paintings of colored spots. The same week (= today), New York Times has a long article about Damien Hirsts and his marketing scheme and moneymaking art. I can definitely live without a spot painting in my house, but I think they are cool. The kind of cool that would fit in a modernly designed library or hotel foyer. If I had something like that in my living room it would b dizzifying and disturbing, and probably reminding me of ads for M&M candy or something.
A famous needlework woman just died, Erica Wilson, and I unfortunately didn't know about her until now. Being in a family filled with embroiderers, I immediately notified he other side of the Atlantic (Sweden). Here is an example of Erica's design. I wonder if she is related to the incredibly talented Erin Wilson, who makes the most artistic and amazing art quilts I have ever seen. We bought a tiny sample from Erin at our visit to the Philadelphia Crafts Show, which I will write about later. But her quilts, oh wow! But Wilson is such a common name, so probably not a relation. Example of one of her quilts (my own photo, so not that great):
Some exoplanets might be made up of lots of diamonds. You think they sparkle like diamonds then? It must be hard to dig there, the shovels loose their edge pretty fast.
For those of us that still write and draw by hand, think and take notes, there is Moleskine. A company that is doing better and better. It is the backlash against the techno-stupid, I am convinced of this. While some people follow their GPS' directions literally and take a right turn straight into a church, others are contemplating life with carefully (or sloppy, it is OK) drawn lines generated by real thoughts. It is your choice: be real, or be a automaton, copycat, and online addict.
That's all for now.
Tranströmer - tired of words
Trött på alla som kommer med ord, ord, men inget språk
for jag till den snötäckta ön.
Det vilda har inga ord.
De oskrivna sidorna breder ut sig åt alla håll!
Jag stöter på spåren av rådjursklövar i snön.
Språk men inga ord.
Tired of everybody that comes with words, words, but no languageI traveled to the snow-covered island.The wild has no words.The unwritten pages extend outwards in all directions!I discover the tracks of deer hooves in the snow.Language but no words.
Thomas Tranströmer [translation by LS]
I can see it in front of me, an island surrounded by frozen water in winter, stillness, no people, just the man and the snow, frozen bare branches, blue icy sky, and a few birds looking for something to eat in the brush. And then the tracks of the deer, winding its way through the landscape, telling a story without words.
The island lays empty in the winter seaa last ferry turns back towards the cityat the pier, here I standand see my lover chooseMy head so heavy of the truthI see your foot tracks in the snow on the way homeso light steps that say so much morethan frozen words on your lips
Bye baby blue
caresses me in the nightwith her sadness
bye baby blue
all these memoriesin a dull moonlight blue tune
[cont.]
That is the beginning of this song about relationships, break-ups, winter, ice, and islands, just like Tranströmer's poem. The blues song ('bye baby blue', etc.) she refers to I guess is something by Ella Fitzgerald or Billie Holiday. Listen to Eva performing the song here: Youtube link, and here are the complete Swedish lyrics.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Quote of the Day: autospeak from customer care agents
"If I connect you, will that take care of the reason for your call?"
My mind did a double-take, went into reverse warp speed, hiccuped, and then I said "what?", since the logic didn't work in my brain. She repeated her question, exactly like before. By then I had figured out what the sentence meant and how stupid it was, so I just answered:
"I don't know yet."
Whoever is writing these scripts for customer 'care' people who are answering the phones for companies really need to think a bit more human and logical. How in the melting snow of Antarctica am I supposed to know if a transfer will take care of my problem? How many stressed out people don't even bother to think and just automatically answer 'yes', when confronted with this an unanswerable question? It seems like that the question is there just to provide some positive feedback to the customer 'care' agent.
A while ago I had to call the internet company and was on the phone with someone in the Philippines for half an hour. When the call ended, he entered into the auto-stupid-written-down-speak and said 'thanks for calling Comcast, we are happy we could help you today..', whereby I interrupted and said 'actually, you didn't, the problem is still here and you couldn't solve it'. He then admitted to that at least.
Monday, December 5, 2011
leaf hoppers on Prunus
Are there leaf hoppers in Sweden? There should be, I think, at least if they are this gorgeous. I took this photo in a wetland near a pond, here in New Jersey. But the small hoppers look tropical in their colors!
"I Don't Understand What Anyone Is Saying Anymore"
Dan Pallotta talks about the five expressions of this epidemic of stupid talking:
Abstractionitis
Acronymitis
Valley Girl 2.0
Meaningless Expressions
Abstract Valley Girl 2.0 Acronymitis Using Meaningless Expressions
I have seen all of these in presentations and discussions, and it often drives me crazy, even if I am guilty of it too. But no longer. But I will still wear my T-shirt (which is on today!) that says "think outside the box" with a drawing of a TV. But I do think we need to get the language we use back to reality.
It is very interesting to ask someone that just has fed you a long sentence of abstractionitis, "So, what does that really mean?" Often, they have no good answer. Which means, they had nothing real to say to begin with. In Swedish, we call this 'ordbajseri'. (That means sort of like 'bullshitting' in Swedish, but more mean.)
Dan's example about 'exceeding expectations' is hilarious. I think most consumers no longer have any (and certainly not high) expectations regarding services and products. The products or services just break or don't work out well. Just ask anybody that is flying with Continental recently, for example. So, exceeding expectations is not really what you want to focus on as a company. How about focus on making products that are not made to break, try to make customers happy and satisfied and not just poor and angry, and have a personal, local touch? Without speaking abstractionitis or acronymitis... :)
What if the people that suffers from these epidemic speech patterns not only speak but also think this way? That would be scary. How can they then reason logically, think straight, and make good decisions? So, back to simple reality, in speech too.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
The most farfetched advent calender ever

Source: Hubblesite.org
This is just amazing, I love it! (thanks IS, for the link). The photo above is of the Crab Nebula.
Twittering in the forest (the real thing)
I was just listening to a short essay about how we often plan for a better life and for things to happen, while life just happens around us. The author quoted John Lennon: "Life is what happens when you plan other things." (Or something like that.). Suddenly I saw something and stopped. Turned off the iPod (which was on a very low volume anyway). Beside me, in the forest, were thousands of migrating grackles. And more were coming. They were on the ground, creating an image of boiling leaves when they where throwing leaves up to look for something to eat. Some were in the trees. Some were flying up, some were flying down. Pitch-black metallic bodies, with metallic blue heads, like dark shadows, just chirping and twittering a bit. More and more were coming, with no end. They came between the tree trunks from the north, thousands and thousands.
They got scared and all flew up as one from the ground and a giant swoosh of wing sounds. Down again. Over the road. More grackles coming through the forest, for ten minutes at least. It was impossible to count them, too many. I think there was about 50-100 crackles per second arriving from the north, and since this happened for many minutes, that are many thousands of crackles. Giant large flocks, flying seemingly synchronized and random, maybe 50 000 birds? Where did they come from, in December, and where are they going? The grackles left us months ago, so these must be from the north.
Two cars went by, as did two bicyclists in their silly streamlined spandex suits, but nobody stopped to look. You couldn't miss the birds, the drivers just weren't interested. And there is was, life happening, right in the forest, while most of us where busy planning for other things. It was a gorgeous experience, a happy event, something Bob Dylan could have written a song about. The largest flock of grackles I have ever seen, and it just happened to fly by.
I think this is relevant in many ways these days because so many of us forget to really experience things. Instead we read about them, watch them on YouTube, hear about them through Twitter, Facebook, or e-mail, but we forget to see the real things right in front of us. It is like this comment by comedian Louis C K from a YouTube video - what if Jesus would come back to Earth, would people listen to him or just send instant text messages about their experiences? All this instantness is stupidifying and shallow, it makes us forget to think, listen, and reflect on what is really around us.
For the record, I am not on Facebook, Twitter, I don't text (SMS), I have no cable TV, but I think the internet is good, in the right doses at the right times. But all this electronic, digital media and instant, stressful communication can destroy the real experiences and make us make stupid choices. We forget to see, listen, and think about the real things, since we are just rushing to the next thing online. It worries me profoundly. More on this later...
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Stamp of the day: Lichens and conifers

Stamp from Åland, an island between Sweden and Finland, which belongs to Finland but have their own stamps.Tuesday, November 29, 2011
What's for dinner?
Roast duck! At least about two months ago. It was so delicious! Crispy. And easy. Try it!
Monday, November 28, 2011
Adventsljus
Picture borrowed from LellePelles Flickr album.Hoppas ni har det bra i höstmörkret runtom i världen!
The first advent weekend has come to Sweden and there are lights in all the windows in the houses. There is a compact darkness in the evening so any light is welcome. No snow has arrived, but this morning there was ice on the water puddles at least. If snow doesn´t come by Christmas Eve, my son says he will run around the house in swimwear.
I hope you all have a good time in the autumn darkness around the world.
Monday, November 21, 2011
On the terror of leaf blowers
(Photo by Jennanana on Flickr, 'Rakes', Creative Commons license)
There seems to be a type of people that can't stand fall. They can't enjoy the gorgeous beauty of fallen leaves, transitions of seasons, and to let fall be fall. Instead, they bring out their noisy, polluting, gasoline-monster leaf blowers and destroy the whole feeling of fall.
'Leaves are evil. Leaves have to go away. Leaves are ugly, dirty, nasty, and germy piles of nature's rubbish'. That is what their actions seem to say. I think this is just another rendition of the common fear of nature.
Dear neighbors, park managers, and landscaping companies, leaves are meant to fall in the fall. That is what nature is. It is part of the natural circle. But I guess you think nature is bad. Everything has to be organized, controlled, squeaky clean, and then, in effect, artificial and unsustainable.
It is not normal to have a green lawn without a leaf on it in October. It is abnormal. It is not normal to run a leaf blower for 2.5 hours straight on a sunny Sunday afternoon. It is bad, both for the Earth and your health. If the leaves bother you, get the rakes out and get some exercise at the same, in the nice quiet sounds of nature, such as swishing vulture wings, woodpecker's hole-making drumming, and screeching blue jays. Spare me the leaf blower terror, please, please....
(It turns out I am not alone. Los Angeles have banned leaf blowers, and here is a link to some more information about leaf blower terror in the US.)
Friday, November 11, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Our cat Smokey..
It was dusk, therefore the photo isn't what it could have been. (Oh, and she was far away too and no telelens...)
"pics, or it didn't happen" - snow storm in October in NJ, USA
Nearly all our trees got severe damage, with the most damage on the maples, lilacs, and Metaseqouia (dawn redwood). There were branches down over our driveway, mailbox, truck, deck, and walkways... Most of these photos are from the day after, which felt like a crisp day in February, not October...
Conclusion, it did happen: More photos here.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Stamp of the Day: Winter mountain
Friday, October 28, 2011
November

It is something special with the autumn.
November med skiftningar av ädelt pälsverk
[November with Nuances of Noble Fur]
skrivet av nobelpristagaren i litteratur 2011 Tomas Tranströmer
[written by Nobel Prize winner in Literature 2011, Tomas Tranströmer]
Just det att himlen är så grå
får marken själv att börja lysa:
ängarna med sitt skygga gröna,
den paltbrödsmörka åkerjorden
Det finns en ladas röda vägg.
Och det finns marker under vatten
som blanka risfält i Asien-
där stannar måsarna och minns
Disiga tomrum mitt i skogen
som klingar sakt mot varann.
Inspiration som lever skymd
och flyr i skogen som Nils Dacke.
____________________
Update and translation by LS
Monday, October 24, 2011
The sounds of fallI(ing)
The screeches of the bluejays, drumming of wood peckers and twitters of chickadees comes from the bird kingdom.
The soft touching of once-green leaves on the trees, now yellow, orange, brown, rust and red, and about to drop dead.
Wet soft splashing sounds from the little brook, which was dry most of the summer and then a roaring feast during hurricane Irene.
Silent wind bends the grasses, little bluestem, purpletop, and other species, and bears the cut-out black shapes of turkey vultures on the sky screen.
Fall is here, slowly enveloping nature and changing it, inevitable. It is gorgeous.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Stamp of the Day: Cinnamon
Quote of the Day: calling the smart people at the Collegeboard.com about SAT
In the automatic answering system, which guides you to the right place when you call I got this question:
"Are you a parent or a student? Answer yes or no."
OK, I am a parent, but not a student. Do I answer yes or no? I bet someone thought this was a very straightforward question, but I don't think so...
Sunday, October 16, 2011
What do you think about this ceiling lamp?
I think this lamp is very ugly. When you see sticks like this out in nature, they are gorgeous. When Andy Goldsworthy puts together his art of a jumble of sticks along a seashore it is gorgeous (see link and photo here). But this, this reminds me of a crow nest, and feels far to 'over-designed' ("utstuderat" is what I wanted to say, but I don't know that expression in English). The contrast between the wood and the black is too much! I also think it will make weird shadows from the lamps, so not very functional either. OK, that is my opinion, what is yours? I bet you think differently! :)
More crazy nature-inspired design things here.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Lucky Luke always smoked, and when I realized there were Lucky Strike cigarettes, I thought these two things obviously were connected. Not so.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Stamp of the Day: Biomass energy
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Arrows in the soil...
American Life in Poetry: Column 337 BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006
Behind the Plow
for an iron bolt that fell
from the plow frame
and find instead an arrowhead
with delicate, chipped edges,
still sharp, not much larger
than a woman’s long fingernail.
Pleased, I put the arrowhead
into my overalls pocket,
knowing that the man who shot
the arrow and lost his work
must have looked for it
much longer than I will
look for that bolt.










































