Silence is golden

 

I'm finding it hard to distinguish one weekday from another just now... Monday through Friday this week have been filled with constant background noise and vibrations from the construction work going on in the nearby old football field, to turn that into a park. (Actually harder to imagine now than when they first got started, as just now it's just a playground for huge excavators and trucks and ground flattening machines playing around in wet mud... I'm finding the noise (and especially the vibrations) very tiring as it makes it hard to concentrate on anything at all; but at the same time I also don't have the energy to escape from home for very long at a time. 

Photo from Wednesday
(when it was still mostly dry)

On Thursday it was raining all day, and I didn't get out at all except for a very short walk in the late afternoon, after the moving around of mud had stopped. I know I managed to get some vacuuming done (competing with the noise from outside) - but as for what else I may have been able to get done (or not), I've already managed to forget...

Friday offered somewhat better weather (at least not as wet!) so I went for another walk to the charity shop in town around noon, to donate another old winter jacket. (If this very noisy stage of the park project keeps on much longer, I might end up with a proper wardrobe clear-out!) 

Today is Saturday, though, and no over-time going on in the muddy field - so it's been blissfully quiet! I slept late, and have then been trying to catch up with a bit of this and that - but mostly just appreciating the silence... (Noting to myself that I've not even really wanted to have radio/TV on much!)

Grey sky, but not raining in the afternoon, so I also got out for a quiet (...) walk in the cemetery...

 

 

Snapping these photos of gardening tools in the cemetery may have been inspired by me having read Jenny's (of the blog Salt&Light) post about "Red Things" earlier in the day! ;) 

Wednesday Walk

 

Yesterday was laundry day for me, and I did not get out until late afternoon, when I was finished with that - and then just a short walk. The photo above is from some other day, but autumn is in steady progress here now - every day more and more yellow leaves dropping to the ground, and (on weekdays) leaf blowers at work both in the cemetery where I usually walk, and around the estate where I live. And on top of that, the noise from the excavators and other machines at work to transform the old football field to a park... 

Today I again woke up to noises and vibrations of that kind, but also to a day promising a bit of sun. So I decided to try and escape my noisy immediate surroundings for a while by going for a walk into town - again combined with handing in another bag of clothes to a charity shop. This time, just one item, but a rather bulky one: An old winter coat, which I had decided to consider replaced by the new one that I bought on the shopping day with my brother when he was here at the end of August. And as I noted last time I was in the charity shop that they had started a special collection for winter clothes, that was a reminder for me to include my old coat in my washing yesterday; and then no reason to wait further to also get it off to the shop. 

The fountain in the main square was "up and running" today; and some new plantings had been made for autumn.

 

One of the bridges across the river, leading to the park, is decorated with pink symbols to remind of October being breast cancer awareness month. The "dressed statue" in the park had lost her knitted hat (cf my Saturday post), but was still wearing her pink skirt + message. (I did not take a new photo today.) 

While I was in town, I also popped in at the book shop to ask for the book mentioned in my Monday post. They had it, so I bought it. (The fourth and last in a series of which I already had the previous three in print.)

 I walked back home along the river. In some places, on a calm day, not all easy to sort out what's "real" vs reflection! ;)

 And at the "riverside" entrance to the cemetery, there were new autumn plantings, too:

 

How To Spend A Rainy Day

Today has been a thoroughly grey and rainy day, and by now (~ 5:15 pm) I've given up any thoughts of going out. The photos of colourful maple leaves in this post were taken one day last week, when I remembered to bring my "proper" camera on my walk (with better zoom capacity than my mobile). 

 

 

 

Of course I thought this morning that if I'm not going out, it will be a good day to get some "housework" done. 7 hours later, I can't really say I managed that either. As so often these days, I seem to have spent most of today struggling with "tech stuff" like updating apps not working as they should (or me not understanding how to get them to do so).

 

The main "hiccup" today was trying to update a (Swedish) library app (for e-books) that I hadn't used in a good while. The library had changed their login procedure, and I in turn wasn't even sure I remembered the old one correctly... So that took a while to sort out. I finally managed that part - but then I still had to struggle for a good while longer to also borrow the e-book, download it, and learn how to make (and keep!) the settings of font, text size and keeping track of how far I'd read etc. I finally managed to actually also read about 100 pages it (out of 700 something) today, though.

 

What motivated me was that I had just read a review of this newly published book, which is the fourth and last installment in a series of which I have read the previous three - and also have those in print. I'll probably end up buying this last one as well (to have the series complete); but as I do find it easier to read enlarged text on my tablet these days, I decided to try the library e-book for now. (The author, Susanna Alakoski, is Swedish-Finnish, and these four novels have to do with the history of textile industry in both countries - also involving Borås where I live. Alas I can't find that any of her books - neither this series nor others - have been translated to English.) 

 

So that more or less sums up my day: Struggling with a library app, reading a few chapters, and then blogging about it... 

 

AI-generated image from 2024. (I'm not in the mood just now to check if since then AI has learned to keep the rain outdoors...)

 

Weekend Street/Reflections

 

After a mostly rainy day yesterday, the sun somewhat reluctantly decided to come out again today. It had still not quite "got out of bed" yet when I decided to go into town, but it showed its face again before I got back home.

I took the bus half the way there today (two stops), because my errand this time was not to go shopping, but rather the opposite: To drop off a bag of discarded clothes to a charity shop. Having done that, I felt a little big lighter, and walked all the way back home instead.

Walking through the park on my way back, I came across this rather unusual sight: A usually naked statue dressed in a skirt and a knitted hat - both pink. From where I stood, I could not read the whole sign, but I recognised the pink symbol at the top: A reminder that October is Breastcancer Awareness month. (I think this is global, not just in Sweden?) 

 

Made me think of several old friends who fought that battle. (♥) 
Too many sadly died... but I do also still know one or two who survived. 

Walking along the river back home, the sun had come out, and I caught this water reflection - with the reflected sky looking even bluer than the one above! 

Linking to Weekend Street/Reflections #297

Entering October

A sunny autumn day yesterday (30 September), and I took advantage of it for a walk into town and back for an errand. As always, trying to "combine business with pleasure" - or the other way round! (My "business" this time was to get a couple of things from the pharmacy before the prescription expired.)

 

 

 On the way back I passed by an even older cemetery (closer to the city centre) than the one I usually walk in. I only passed it on the outside of the wall, but spotted this 'tricolor' tree whose bottom branches were still green, while the top of it was all red.

Another view of treetops from the same cemetery.

And a young Rowan tree about half way on my way home.
With red leaves as well as red berries!

 

Home is a less peaceful place than usual these days, at least on weekdays, as the project of turning the old football field nearby into a park is now fully under way... 

These two photos were snapped one afternoon last week when I happened to be passing while the workers were on a break. Except for a break now and then for coffee or lunch or whatever, they're pretty much "at it" all day now - and very noisily. They've dug up the whole field and are putting new layers of gravel and sand and soil on top. I think most of the noise and vibrations just now are to do with flattening it all out again with heavy machines running back and forth... A tiresome constant background noise throughout the day, which also penetrates closed windows. We're having another fine autumn day today, but just now I can't escape by going for a walk, as I'm waiting for a delivery of groceries...

... Ah, a machine just stopped and it became all quiet... For a blissful minute...

I keep telling myself that it's temporary, though - and even if I'd have preferred the old (and usually empty!) field to be left alone, after all it's better that they turn it into a park than if they had decided to build more apartment blocks... (I suspect the ground there is not the right kind of foundation for building more houses on, though.)

The photo above is from 25 September last year - and was my chosen picture for October in my own photo calendar for 2026. (Just now I'm not sure why, as there's not all that much autumn colours in it!)

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To end with some good news, the blog list on my side-bar seems (at last!) to be updating properly again, since yesterday. While I've noted here and there that others seem to have got theirs fixed much sooner, I was beginning to fear mine would remain "stuck in the past" forever... But it seems one should never give up hope - even with things like that!! :) 

Horse Chestnuts

 

It was very windy over the weekend, so a lot of autumn leaves fell to the ground,
together with quite a few horse chestnuts "ripe for the picking" now. Looking them up in Wikipeda I see that they're actually not even good for horses to eat, though.

"The seeds, especially those that are young and fresh, are slightly poisonous, containing alkaloid saponins and glucosides. Although not dangerous to touch, they cause sickness when eaten; consumed by horses, they can cause tremors and lack of coordination."

Still, even though they're not really "good" for anything, I can rarely resist picking up some freshly fallen ones from the ground, this time of year. No reason except that I've always done that. Never to eat - only to look at and feel, and maybe put two or three in my pocket to take home. Just because they're smooth and shiny - and confirm that autumn is here.
 

Aesculus hippocastanum

The NEW New Testament

 (New 2026 Swedish translation of the New Testament)

I mentioned in my post about the autumn street market, that the only purchase I made that day was not from the market stalls, but in the book shop. 

New Testament 2026
(new Swedish translation)

 

What I popped in there to ask for was a brand new Swedish translation of the New Testament; officially released this past week in connection with the an annual big Book Fair in Göteborg (Gothenburg). 

The Gbg Book Fair as such started in 1985, and has kept growing to nowadays being a huge event with around 80.000 visitors (40% professionals, 60% public) over a week or so. 

I know I visited the book fair once in the early years, together with a friend living in Gbg back then.  Must have been in the late 1980s or early 1990s. It seemed "big enough" then, but has grown a lot since. 

Anyway, one major "event within the event" this year was the release of a new Swedish translation of the New Testament - also celebrating 500 years since the publication of our very first translation of the New Testament into the Swedish language in 1526 (followed by the whole bible in 1541). 

That first Bible goes under the name of "King Gustav Vasa's Bible". Besides the importance for the church, it had a major impact on our language (especially spelling and grammar) for centuries to come. In 1703 a revision was made, named after King Karl XII. That one in turn was not replaced until 1917, when there was a new translation made directly from the original Hebrew and Greek (while the previous ones had been translated from Latin). 

The 1917 Bible was the one still used in my childhood and youth, even though the grammar in it was by then old fashioned, and quite hard for many young people to grasp. During my first six school years, Christianity was still the foundation in our schools in Sweden. Every school day was started by singing a psalm (there was a pump organ in each classroom, and teachers were supposed to be able to play it); and prayers were said before we went to have lunch in the school canteen. And the school subject was called Christianity rather than Religion. This changed the same year that I started "junior high" (year seven) - in a larger school in town rather than in the village where I lived. Morning assemblies then also became less religious, and the school subject was renamed Religion, including a broader spectrum of beliefs.

But that same year, on Saturday mornings, I attended confirmation classes in the village where I lived, and also a number of Sunday church services. (Before that, I had rarely ever been to church, as my parents weren't church-attenders.) Most of my old classmates took the same classes. The Church of Sweden was still State Church (and remained so until 2000) - which meant (among other things) that most of us were born members of the church, because so were our parents (whether active or not). - In connection with the confirmation in our early teens we were also each given a copy of the Bible; which was then still the 1917 edition. (By my grandmother I was also given a more modern translation of the New Testament from 1965, though - which was my first encounter with alternative translations.)

I might add that personally I never had all that much problem with the 1917 Bible, as I was also used to reading other old books with "dated" grammar. 

From my mid teens on I also got involved (via friends) in "free" church contexts, and along the way I also attended an international and interdenominational summer camp held in English, which gave me even more insight into comparing translations - even before we got an official new Swedish translation of the New Testament in 1981, and finally also a revised Old Testament in 2000.

Back to 2026: Even if nowadays not "active" in church context, I still wanted to add this new edition of the New Testament to my collection. So when passing the bookshop in town yesterday, I popped in to ask if they had it. In spite of quite a lot of fuss being made of it this week in the media, here in our local book shop it was (rather surprisingly) not on display at the front - but they did have some on a bottom shelf in an obscure corner at the back... (And the shop assistant who helped me dig it out, and completed the affair, waved me good-bye with a somewhat ambiguous "remains to be seen if they 'got it right' this time!"...)

As with most books these days, the print is rather small for me to read; so I'll probably actually be reading more of it online, where I can adjust the size. I still like to also have a hardback copy, though. 

I'm looking forward to see if anything special "stands out" to me. (One thing I like already is that they've added a short introduction to each book, explaining a bit of the historical context.) - But I suspect that as for famous quotes etc, it will probably still be the 1917 versions that stick in my memory - whether I like it or not! ;)

Autumn Street Market

 

This weekend (Friday+Saturday) we had the annual Autumn Street Market in the city centre. Yesterday, when meeting a friend in town for lunch (see previous post), we both preferred keep away from the crowded market streets. But today I woke up to a sunny day - even if also very windy! - and decided on another walk into town to see if I could manage to snatch a few photos of the market atmosphere. 

The market seemed to offer the usual mix of  clothes, toys, bags, candy and various kinds of food. But as there was nothing special that I was after to buy, I was content to just get a few street photos:

 

 

 

 In the past I have often bought socks from this market stall (usually in the same place every spring/autumn market). But I really have enough just now, so did not need to buy more!

The only purchase I actually made today was not among the market stalls but in the book shop. But I'll get back to that in a separate post, I think. 

As I quickly get tired from being among crowds of people, I did not stay very long in town; but walked back home along the river, and across the old cemetery, enjoying the autumn colours in the trees, and the blue sky. (Also sat down on a bench in the cemetery for a little while to rest and have a drink from my water bottle.)

 

Linking to Weekend Street/Reflections #296

 

Golden Clouds for Skywatch Friday

 

24 September 2026 (18:47)

 

25 September 2026 (18:05)

26 September 2026 (18:24)

 Linking to Skywatch Friday 

***** 

The daytime sky today was more evenly just grey - but did abstain from sprinkling any rain while I was out and about around lunch-time, to meet an old friend for lunch at a restaurant downtown. I fail to remember when it was that we last met in person, as nowadays she and her husband live in Australia. They spent this summer in Sweden, though; and just now, before flying back, they were in Gothenburg - from where she took a bus to Borås to meet me today. (She and her husband used to live here too, and our friendship goes back 40 years. When I first moved here in 1986, and some years onward, we lived in the same building, and got to know one another through mutual friends.)

Even though I myself haven't felt up for travelling this summer, it strikes me that I've been blessed with some old friends visiting my town (and me) instead. Back in June, my optician friend temporarily working in a shop here, just as I was in the process of getting new glasses there. Then a married couple attending a family history research event here. Then my brother coming down for my birthday. And today my friend from "Down Under" managing to fit in a visit here before flying back there...

Somehow the famous quote about Mohammad and the mountain just popped up from some half forgotten corner of my brain... "If the mountain will not come to Muhammad, then Muhammad must go to the mountain" ... (In this case, with me playing the part of the "mountain"!) 

This & That

 

Autumn equinox this week, and in nature, autumn colours are also taking over more and more here now. (The photo above + the next four following below are from today.)

 

Fly Agaric

At home, I took in one of my two pelargoniums (geraniums) from the balcony yesterday - and will probably soon be taking in the other one too. (In the photo below you see them both!) Just now the weather is still rather mild and cloudy/rainy - but next time we get a clear sky, frosty nights may also be just round the corner...

 

On Monday I walked into town with my mind set on looking for an autumn/winter skirt. Found it in the first shop I stepped into! It looks/feels like suede, but is actually made from synthetic recycled fabric - so is also lighter than it looks. And the plum colour matches well with several other items in my wardrobe. 

 

To continue the discussion from my Monday post about The Little House on the Prairie, today (getting back in from my walk in the afternoon) I decided to start over with episode 3 of the new Netflix series (which I left unfinished back in July, to dive into the books instead...)  Alas, I have to say I still just don't take to it! It's not just the "story"... the characters/actors just don't feel "right" to me either... 

It struck me that this was a lot like how I also felt last winter after having watched the new TV version of the Forsytes - and then ended up not only re-reading that series of books, but also seeking out the old b&w TV series on YouTube, and watching that in full!

... So now I went looking for the old Little House series on YouTube as well...  I watched the first half hour of the very first long pilot episode - and immediately felt "at home" (lol)... Remains to be seen whether that will lead me to continue to re-watch more of the old series on YouTube rather than continue on the Netflix version!!

UPDATE (24 Sept): I have now watched the whole pilot episode on YouTube; that one is available full length (about 1½ hour) with a few commercials inserted. The rest of the Little House videos on YouTube seem to be just shorter "snippets" though, and not full length episodes. So I'm not going to try to lay that puzzle! ;)