They have been gradually restoring it, building a new roof, new walls, a kitchen and putting in an amazing toilet that flushes and then burns everything (they too have problems with not being on mains drainage, but in their case they are also on rock which makes putting in a sewage system very hard).
It is a lovely quirky old place and they also have another little guest cottage – lots of Swedish country places seem to have another tiny house on the property.
We also found and picked the last of the blueberries of the season
Lingon are a Swedish speciality – see here for my post on lingonberries picked by Fredrik’s parents.
The forest was beautiful
The ants have piled up all this leaf matter and of course, as with all great cities, they have a ring road and motorway facilitating traffic in and out. You can see the (quite large) ants if you look closely.
Tomorrow I will share the dish I made with the lovely chanterelles.
N.B. Despite my fears I think I escaped without any ticks in my pants!