Well here comes the time when I have to leave this wilderness. A wilderness it is, there are apparently moose and brown bears here so I know that Im deffinitely way out there - although I didnt see any.

I will miss this place, the lovely trees and the sunshine. Ive painted a shed and kept the horses alive, even learnt to ride them. Ive fished for fish and caught them and Ive washed chicken feet. When I came here is never got dark, but now it almost gets dark everynight. Ive spent most of my spare time trying to figure out how to get to a place called Inari in Finland and most of my dreams have been about that too.

I learnt three words in Swedish from Arnold who is two, and I assume most of them arent what I think they are. I think I have taught him how to say ´bang´and ´wow´. He likes wow, and he likes anything i do as long as it involves making a funny face or an unhuman noise.

I sweated my tshirt wet after I helped bailing a field of hay (and im not looking forward to the next one). I ate the lovliest potato salad ever and tried traditional dishes and sweet bread and even a cake. I picked 10 kg of wild blueberries and sorted them then ate them with ice cream. I trod in my paint bucket.

I explained to a Chinese girl what whipped cream is. I slept on the couch outside over looking the huge hay barn and green grass with trees behind them. I will miss this place.