Anemones

This morning I woke early and abruptly out of an interesting dream and found the bedroom invaded by my progeny. A most efficient alarm clock; I got up, made sandwiches and went out to hunt for geocaches.

Beautiful proto-summer, birdsong and wood anemones (vitsippor, Anemone nemorosa), I drove north of Stockholm to the 18/19th century playgrounds of the obscene (-ly) rich.



Here are a few highlights of what I encountered, places I would most likely never have reached if it hadn't been for geocaching.

• The private burial site of the descendants of Per Henrik Ling, father of Swedish gymnastics.
  
• The grave of Joseph Martin Kraus, "the Swedish Mozart".
  
• A 1940s anti-aircraft battery from which a German courier plane was once allegedly shot down.
  
• A restored English park.
  
• A defunct railway bridge.
  
• A mock-Gothic Arts & Crafts brick tower.
  
• A beech wood.
  
• Two polychrome statues of Moorish fishermen, dressed only in brightly striped shorts, facing each other on either side of a stream.

All of this and still back home at eleven. I guess there's a reason I logged my 250th cache today!

[More blog entries about May, geocaching, Sweden; maj, geocaching, Stockholm.]