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The aforementioned freshly-built woodshed. Apart from the three old pallets that serve as floor, this is made completely from lumber that I made myself, from trees that needed to be taken down because of bark bettles.

Not sure yet, if it will get plainted in the same Falu red as the house, or allowed to grey on its own.

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I spent the morning felling another four trees that were taken over by bark beetles. In order to prevent the larvae from developping into bugs and then spreading to neighbouring trees, one has to remove all the bark from the tree. This quite tedious but it helps to have a really sharp knife that is designed for that purpose.

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The inside of a piece of bark with bark beetle larvae from a tree that I had just felled because of them. You can see the channel at the top where the parent bugs laid the eggs, from which the larvae then gnaw their channels perpendicularly, getting larger along the way.

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Home Sweet


A fresh drone picture of our little oasis in the forest.

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Before & After


Putting the axe into the right spot and then hitting it with a sledgehammer turns out to work nicely for splitting larger logs. Small ones are easier to just chop.


Mist Magic


The photo does not do it justice, the magical fog early this morning, when the sun was just about to break through it.




Our two new hop plants, the old Swedish varieties Grimsarbo and Olarsbo, seem to be growing nicely. For the first year, I dont't expect them to make it all the way up their respective 6m high poles, or produce any amount of cones that will be worth harvesting.

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Barbecue season started last week-end.

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The eggs that the stink bug (Swedish bärfis, which translates to "berry fart") laid under our new parasol literally* five minutes after I put it up.

* and I mean literally, not figuratively, as has become the more common meaning of the word. Is there a new word for literally literally?




This year's veggie garden is taking shape. Note the pole for birds of prey to sit on, which we raised in the hope for them to eat the voles that invaded last year.

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