Ah, yes.....

Does anyone else remember that 1960's show Green Acres? From what I remember of it, there was a successful New York businessman who moved from Manhattan to live in the countryside. He loved the life on the farm, but his feather-boa-and-stiletto wearing socialite wife longed to go back to the city. I guess it was the usual fish-out-of-water story and the episodes were lighthearted and dealt with the city slickers trying to adapt to the great outdoors.

Well we had our own version of that today, starring Lambi in the role made famous by one of the Gabor sisters (Eva Gabor I think, but don't quote me).

It all began when we decided to go for a drive in the beautiful spring sunshine. We didn't want to go too far, so I suggested the nearby peninsula of Käringboda.




It began well as we cruised down the road towards the sea, with the fields full of spring flowers and dotted with vitsippor (wood anemone), carpeting the ground like confetti. The trees are still rather bare, though the first signs of green shoots are beginning to show. It's amazing how short the growing season is so far north.




At one point we came to a field of bright, happy buttercups and Lars-Göran leapt out of the car with joy and snapped a shot of the new life returning to the landscape. His enthusiasm for the season was infectious and we both laughed and revelled in the warmth and colour.




In the end, it was all too much, so we parked the car, determined to go for a walk through the beautiful countryside, inhaling the fresh air and taking in the new life around us. So we parked our little car by the side of the road and discussed whether we should head up into the hills or towards the glittering sea.




Hmmm.... decisions, decisions. Lars-Göran jumped out of the car, drawing in deep breaths and waxing lyrical about the joys of a country stroll. He reached in and gathered his trusty dog to join him out in nature. Lambi, in pure princess style, took one look at the countryside and started scratching at the car door to be let back inside. Lars-Göran was stunned. He moved her a little way off to get her started, sure that she would be happy to be running free in the sunshine. But again, she made a beeline for the car and scratched to be let inside, where she curled up on the velour car seats and went to sleep.




She much prefers her nature from the comfort of mummy's arms. So we gave up the idea of a walk and instead drove slowly around the area, totally alone and free to watch the new calves playing in the fields, overlooking the sea and the first sailing boat for the season out on Nynäsviken.




In Lambi's words: