From the bottom of the sea

This weekend we picked up our stuff that we had stored at a relative's house since we moved to the US in 2005. It was a handmade book case (from my dad's side of the family), a chest that my grandpa (morfar) made, my grandma's (mormor) make-up table, macramé shelves Chris's dad made, a mosaic coffee table, my sewing machine, 3 rugs my grandma (farmor) have made and 4 boxes. The chest was filled with kitchenware that I didn't even remember we kept and I don't know what is in the boxes. Since everything is already neatly packed, I don't want to unpack until we move in to our new house in less than 2 months. Plus we don't have room for the stuff in our current house. I don't know if I will be able to wait that long though... I might just have to take a peek.

Reunited with Ficus Benjamina

When visiting Gothenburg, one weekend in January, we stayed with our friends Sini and Lars. After putting our overnight bags in their bedroom, which we were to occupy, Sini asked: "Did you recognize the plant?" "No. Which plant?" I asked. Turns out she still had our ficus that I had given her before moving to the states seven years ago. Then she tells me I can have it back. At first I think that I can't take her plant from her. I gave it to her to keep, not just to watch over while we were away. But when she insists, I accept. Feeling really excited about the fact that my ficus from our years living in Gothenburg, has been well kept and is ready to move back home. That is how we have come to have a Benjamin Ficus in our living room window.