I just realised. I haven’t spoken Swedish for about five weeks. I Skyped with Kirke sometime just in the beginnng of my stay at the farm, and I’ve Skyped with my mom, but with her I always speak Finnish. So. No Swedish for five weeks. Excepting the odd conversation with a dog or a cat, maybe, and a couple of Swedish folk songs sung for the horses while cleaning the stalls. That’s the longest period I’ve ever gone without speaking Swedish. Ever. It feels strange.
Luckily, Frida will fly in to Vancouver tomorrow.
Katja Malmborg 
Kiva taas kuulla uutisia. Hyvää Vapun aattoa ja vappua. Toivottavast siellä jotenkin juhlitte Fridan kanssa. iso hali äiti