Friday, 14 August 2009

the House









I simply love this place. This is the house where my grandmother was born. It´s remote. She had to walk one hour through the woods to school everyday. The house has a wonderful energy, and it´s right near the water. It´s full of old treasures, like her old shoes I found under the stair. The old match-labels, and great-grandmothers craft-diploma from 1944 that she recieved for her weavery. It´s like a small museum of my ancestors. And a different time.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

It looks like a swedish fairy-tale, Hanna! // Beth

sulu-design said...

Wow, wow, wow. What a magical place.

sara said...

lyllos er! stor puss

Fine Little Shop said...

Vilket tjusigt ställe.

Anonymous said...

Herregud! Vilken kulturskatt! Jag saknar dig och tänker på dig väldigt ofta. Det är härligt att kunna följa med på din superfina blogg. Känns som jag får en dos hanna varje dag! Kram Ulrika