I had not lived here long before I noticed them: the sun worshippers. It was September and everywhere I went, if it was sunny, people were sitting outside with chins up, eyes closed, soaking in the rays as if they might not be there tomorrow. I laughed about it then, thinking that those Swedes were sun obsessed. Now I am also part of the cult. I was out on both Saturday and Sunday to sit in the sun. It was good.
Sun worshipping
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That is a great photo!!!!
Hey, that’s our bench!
Thanks Peggy! And Maria: do you recognize it?
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