I read a book about food (quite a long time ago now, actually, I’m so behind with everything, it’s embarrassing). The book was written by Niklas Ekstedt, a chef, and Henrik Ennart, a journalist, and it is called “Den blå maten – Recept för ett långt och lyckligt liv” (“The blue food – Recipes forContinue reading “blue food, or the obsession with immortality”
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an island summer, part III: Öland (mid-August)
When I was invited to speak at the Burkina Faso day on Öland, I thought it could be a perfect opportunity to also do some vacationing. I convinced Ashley, a dear friend and Canadian in great need of seeing more of Sweden than just Stockholm, to come with me. So, for our shared brief, but lovely summerContinue reading “an island summer, part III: Öland (mid-August)”
spreading the word (mid-August)
In mid-August, I was invited to talk about my research at the yearly Burkina Faso day at Öland’s college. The day was organized by the local UN association and the Sweden-Burkina Faso friendship association, and consisted of a series of presentations about Burkina Faso by different professionals: a social anthropology professor who studies local democracyContinue reading “spreading the word (mid-August)”
an island summer, part II: Koster (early August)
In the beginning of August, I went to Koster with my dad to spend a couple of windy days on those ragged isles. Koster is a group of islands off the west coast of Sweden, right on the border to Norway. My great grandfather’s family comes from Strömstad, the closest town on the mainland toContinue reading “an island summer, part II: Koster (early August)”
a different kind of soil
While lying in the sun outside the fisherman’s hut on Björkskär, with my bare toes running through the grass, I read a book of poems by the Swedish poet Athena Farrokhzad, “Vitsvit”. A year ago, I saw a play based on that same book of poems, and wrote about it on the blog. It isContinue reading “a different kind of soil”
an island summer, part I: Björkskär (early July)
When going through the photographs from the past summer, I realized that all the trips that I went on took me to islands in different parts of Sweden. I guess it’s not that far-fetched, with the water and open horizons, islands make sense in summer. But still, that I only went to islands, by chance.Continue reading “an island summer, part I: Björkskär (early July)”
for the hundredth time: recap
Time runs through my fingers. I spent autumn biking through a beautifully colorful Stockholm, trying to finalize some results to our Volta basin project while at the same time trying to come up with ideas for an advertised PhD position at the SRC. Managing those two very different stages of the research process at once,Continue reading “for the hundredth time: recap”
magic Midsummer at Bergius Botanical Garden (mid-June)
Just across an oak grove hill from my office lies the Stockholm university botanical garden, called Bergianska after two Swedish important botanists who established the first botanical garden in the same location in the 18th century. A couple of days before Midsummer, I went to a guided tour of Bergianska’s herb garden, and the themeContinue reading “magic Midsummer at Bergius Botanical Garden (mid-June)”
summer reading (June to August)
It’s become a tradition by now. In the beginning of the summer, I get that feeling, freedom bubbling in my belly, an itching in my bones – and I just have to go to the library and go bananas with my library card. This year, it was the first weekend in June and the sunContinue reading “summer reading (June to August)”
flowers of the Southern Öland world heritage (mid-May)
During my visit to Kalmar, I also took the bike ferry across the water to Öland, the second of Sweden’s two large islands. About half the island, the southern part, is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, due to its very old agricultural landscape. Special climatological and geological conditions combined with hundreds of years of agriculturalContinue reading “flowers of the Southern Öland world heritage (mid-May)”
Katja Malmborg 