On Tuesday we wandered down through the forest to Kållsjön. It's a lovely crisp day, autumn's approaching.
The path winds through the forest where soft green moss is everywhere.
Strong winds have felled several trees across the path.
Not edible mushrooms, unfortunately.
We went over to Conny to say good bye. He has already stacked a lot of birch firewood for the winter. He is an artist, isn't it beautiful?
Underneath this oak tree he has burried three dogs, Malin, Hamliton och Tamsin. He loves his dogs.
He's also very fond of signs. This one is new.
Tomorrow we're off to Stockholm via Falun, and on Saturday we leave for Cyprus. I'm homesick.
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